Monday, August 31, 2009


When I was a kid, every time I would get upset, I would lock myself in in closet so that I could cry as long and as hard as I liked and no one could get at me. I would scream at the top of my lungs until my own cries sounded unreal to me. They would echo in my head and block out everything else in the world.

That's safe

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