| Well, I'm still here.
I've broken a heart and I've been heart broken.
I don't know if I'm better or worse because of it.
I don't know if anyone's better because of me.
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| I wish I could Stop Thinking.
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| *sigh*
Yeah.
I don't really have much to say. Other than the fact that I'm still here, unfortunately.
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| Fuck. I mean, Fuck.
Things couldn't be going any fucking worse.
How the fuck did I manage to break the metal sink handle... in two places?!
Fuck.
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| Well. I did send the email. No reply.
Yeah.
*sigh*
Memories. I've been thinking about time, and I realized I've been in this depression for at least a year now. Wow.
And, I miss Kit. :(
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