Reality Check
2002-11-16 || 12:43 a.m.

You know, everyone in the world has a soul of shimmering beauty, no matter what they may have done, said or thought.

It's the surface, material, physical things that make things hard but they don't touch the real you inside.

Oh, I know what is inside me. I don't want to know. But I DO know. And there's an exception to everything isn't there? There has to be, otherwise there could be no pure love and beauty.

I get everything wrong. Everything.

And I just so deserve to be destroyed.