Don Mann: Focusing on my Craft

Tuesday, Aug. 31, 2004 - 12:24 a.m.

I warn you i'm totally drunk right now.

I walked through portsmouth tonight with jeremy, andn I spoke with him for quite some time regarding the way my life is right now.

My life is fucking scary, it's intimidating, it's unique and special and perfectly awful. Who I am is based on who I love and who I love is based on who will love me.

I wish I could sleep, but every time I close my eyes I see the faces of those I loved so deeply that I could give everything to be with them for every second of every day, to tie our spirits together so tightly we could never let go.

I see no reason now to lie about my feelings or hide the truth, something I've done for far too long.

I called you tonight to tell you what I felt and you didn't answer so I left a pitiful mesage which basically summed up how important you were to me in a few simple words. The truth is, I couldn't possibly explain in all the languages the voice can express how much you really are to me, despite how little I must mean to you.

I'm so rambling now and I just don't care. I love you so much that I'd lose it all to make you happy, I'd do whatever it takes.

I held you again recently, and I felt your warmth and your happiness and I want to feel it again.

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