a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








veins, waiting, veins


i feel pieces of my glass soul, freezing, cracking off in the darkness.

my insecurities are screaming at me & my impatience is crying in my ear. telling me to do what? i have no idea.

[with regards to this diary, things will be changing soon, very soon. maybe for the better, maybe for the worse. depends how you take it. yes very soon. i didn't want it to come to this.]


written on 2003-07-15 at 12:59 a.m.

she / lost