Jan 30, 2006 17:02
January's up. Its getting closer to the day i blew up july...
I think i'll go visit that city when the day comes... I havent been there to beg for my forgiveness... I know there's nothing. I have to make my peace though. I've still got that horrible guilt in the pit of my stomach every time that day comes around.
I can't believe I did that though... I remember the moon. Knives made me do that... I have to take care of him still. That's why i have to go.. He'll be there this year... I have to meet up with him... I have to end this... Once and for all...
I have to put him away.
I promised Rem.
I promised her I'd take care of him.
I gotta keep promises.
rem,
knives