Friday, December 26, 2008
Ugly.
i am driven headlong into a brick wall of mental exhaustion. as life seems to be now, everything i love is balancing precariously on a knife edge. the only counter to this was draining myself out, physically.i miss her like a physical pain in my side. i know, after being with her for a single min, it would be exactly the same as if we had never been apart. and i assure this fragile porcelain cup, carried through battlefields of a war front, will end up exactly the same, - unchipped, unbroken, uncracked.
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