i could cry dry tears and still fill a river...
Sometimes when i wake up...i sit and stare blankly at the wall and think about how the fuck im gonna survive. I step out of bed and look in the mirror which is right in front of my face when i wake up cause im a vane bitch like that. I stare in to my eyes and try to find something i dont yet know about myself something im probably not going to find out until those fateful moments arrive. I squint in to the harsh sun sometimes without UV protection just to see blind spots and mostly its just to remind myself that i am alive and that everythings okay. And sometimes when i doubt myself and my purpose i babble out emo rantings on livejournal to soothe my wayward soul.