Nov 02, 2005 18:31
theres nothing more I want or need. As I stand here in space the ground falls beneath me and yet I manage to stand stright because pleasing you is all that I've come to.
just silence.
I feel like a desperate test subject for your entertainment. Its sad how I've become so warped into your needs that I've forgot about myself.
I am falling faster now, and although it may be to late to be saved, at least in these final moments I am able to pick up small pieces from where I left off.
thanks for the trip. Its most defenetly been one to remember.
. . .
It seems like I've been lied to. everything I thought just doesnt matter. tomorrow things will go back to normal and in three days all will shatter apart again. but until the future, I feel unwanted. Not alone yet just not in need of.