I’ve got to sleep. Sleep is my only way to escape.
How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?
Alone. The saddest word in the world.
Lying - remembering beauty in truth.
I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!
I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.