February 29th, 2004

flight

I Want.

Jen, I wish I had the strenght you have. I'm too chicken shit to ever mutilate myself that badly.
I want to feel that tho. The dizziness, the poisonous tar that flows from my veins. But instead I stone myself out of my mind, and pray for Oblivion to great me.
flight

Discernment

I bet you thought I would hate you forever and erase you from my life. I bet you thought I would never be able to stand the thought or idea of you again.
But I cannot forget the things you have done for me, and I cannot shut out the dreams I have.
You have no control over what you are to me, whether you think you do or not.