there is nothing to break my fall
2003-09-10 || 10:43 p.m.

I want to lay down and close my eyes and for all this to be over. All this stupidity.

I want to be picked up and flung further than the furthest star.

I want to be perfect and beautiful and loved. I want to be held and kissed.

But instead if I had a soul I would tear it to shreds.