Isn't it strange...
4:18 p.m. | 2002-02-10

Isn't it strange...

How you could be having a conversation with someone, I mean, just a normal coversation. And for some reason you look over that person's shoulder and he is just there...in front of you...and all of the sudden you lose complete train of thought. And everything becomes numb and fuzzy. And no matter how hard you try you just can't get back to that state of normalness....I mean...you just keep standing there....

barely breathing...

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