There isn't much to say, just yet, but there will be at one point.

...

Okay, that's a lie, there's so much to say I don't know where to begin. It's like my heart and mind are both stuck in a constant state of seizure, shaking uncontrollably. Life has become a blur, a cloudy haze, I have to focus on my breathing or I may just... fall apart.

Actually, falling apart may not be such a bad idea.

I'm sorry.

Last year I had the worst birthday I think I've had in recent memory, this year the absolute worst Christmas I could ask for - short of having daggers lodged in my eyes while they attempt to drown me in Sorrel. If this trend continues, Easter's going to be fan-fucking-tastic! I absolutely cannot wait.

pain inspires creativity, I think bliss does too, but pain is easier to manufacture.

09.09.99 ~ 24.12.04