[10.13.02]-[2:15 p.m.]
I was honest with someone for once. That's weird. I was honest with two people actually. And it wasn't easy, but it made me feel better than I have in days. And it was hard. It was too fucking difficult. Damn this is difficult. It's so hard I don't know what to do. That's a lie. I know exactly what to do. Ignore yesterday's illness and focus on today's. And it's the hardest thing ever. EVER.
I'm too sick to write any more. I wrote a lot yesterday. That was enough.
'Nothing else can hurt us now. No loss, our love's been hung on a cross. Nothing seems to make a sound. And now it's all so clear somehow.' ----'Love Burns' by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Did you miss these last few, most recent entries?