*maryjane I'm stuck here on the outside but I'm trying to get back in.
I don't know what I'm lookin' for and I"m not sure who I am.
My second time through suicide and I've been fighting with my friends.
Stuck inside this shell of m ine because I know no other way. This time, I'm stuck on the outside.
No chance, nothing worth fighting for.
I hope I find what I'm looking for.

"Shovel," by Ann Beretta.

my personal anthem of late.
what's it to you?
who go