Monday, September 18, 2006
i haven't felt like this for a very long time.
stressed, broken, sprawled on the floor.
thinking about pieces of the past.
though i don't really want to.
wishing that i could keep things like how it was.
but it was not possible.
maybe things aren't as bad as i think.
maybe. i hope...
THIS IS FREAKING FUCKED UP. FUCKED UP.and if i'm really such a bastard, i'd rather disappear from your sight.