...not the saved draft, whatever that was...

[_licia_]

i can't wait to go to mexico. i hope my mom comes through on this whole plane ticket thing. i just want to go and see and feel and live again. especially now. i want to run until i can't breathe anymore. run from all of it. run from the memories that i don't own but someone else does. run from the truth and the lies that can't be separated. run from THAT word. run. run. run. to safety. to protection.

is it really so much to ask?

i don't know where i'm going yet. i don't know where i'll end up.

i just don't know. i don't know - except for the one thing i've always been sure of.

-lich