When there is no more room in hell...
The dead will walk the earth. Or, when there is no more room on myspace, the lost will turn to livejournal.I have come to a point in my life where I am happy being single. I can look back at all that pain I faced last year, and feel nothing more than indigestion. What I really want now, is to look into my future and JUST see ME. I don't want to envision a figure by my side. I want to see only me, that would make me happy. I feel like I am having my head screwed with and I can't even exactly put my finger on who it is, or if it is God telling me something... and I want so badly to ignore all of it.
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