He said he'd be back...so we will be right?
It's getting kind of chilly.
I'm glad mom made me grab this itchy sweater.

He wouldn't...would he?
He wouldn't leave me on this balcony
to go get drunk or stoned.

I had to climb on his back to get up here
how will i get down on my own?
I wish i had the height
to be more self sufficient.

no...no he wouldn't?
the sun is going down
after the amber, it becomes gold
then...he wouldn't.

well...why isnt that babysitter home yet?
i could be sitting out here for hours
and she would never even know it.
she knew i was coming, why wouldn't she be here?
ok not fair.
she isn't the one who left me out here.

He wouldn't...would he?
fuck.
he would.

09/26/2005

Posted on 09/27/2005
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