Exercise in numbers

(1.) I am trying to put my thoughts into order.

(2.) He hurts me. He makes me feel like what
I want or need doesn't matter to him, because
he doesn't take it into consideration when I say
"If you do *this*, then I'll leave you." He
only offers vague, semi-promises. "I'm not
inclined to do *that*"

(3.) It makes me feel like shit. And then feeling
like shit makes me feel like shit.

(4.) If I could quit being such a jealous bitch...

(5.) Kisses are good. Kisses are god-like. I
want kisses right this second. Kisses which say
a million things without saying a word were on
my mind all day long at work.

(6.) I wonder sometimes if I'm just destined
to be old, alone, and afraid.

(7.) 'Twas brillig. 'Twas brillig. 'Twas brillig.

(8.) I forget what eight was for.

(9.) Ducks are keen. So are geese. One specific
Goose comes to mind.

(10.) "And if I wear Apathy's crown, don't call
me Highness. Cause it's a long way down."

(11.) I wish I had that song on CD, so I could
put it on a mixed tape.

(12.) I'm feeling things right now which I have
no right to be feeling. That's why I don't
vocalise them.

(13.) *sighs*