Jun 14, 2009 21:39
'All the restless hearts of the world. . .all trying to find a way home.'
As I sit here on my lifeless bed, contorting myself into positions that will make the water drain out faster, I feel like im forcing all the memories of the past 9 years out of a hose running out my window. But I had to do it today. I wanted my dream last night to be the last one I had in this bed.