It will affect me in ways I can't even begin to get my mind around. This day is a dark crater. There is no room for songs. The songs are wrong. Every song is wrong. And I don't know what to do without music.

this is what i never allowed myself to need. and of course what i've been needing all along.

i wish i were someone else, even though i know i'll never, ever be able to get away from what i've done and what's been done to me.

I find I very rarely live up to my words. And since you know me primarily through my words, there are oh so many ways I can disappoint.

no matter how happy we are, no matter how much we want our night to stretch out infinitely, sleep is inevitable.

it's the belief, not the words, that mean everything. it's the floating.

Do I really have to find a word for it? Can't it just be what it is?