Sep 28, 2005 17:49
and then i remembered that the good feelings are just what distracts me from the black ones until they get too big to ignore. i have a storm front moving in behind my chest. there's nothing to hurt, but it hurts anyway. it feels like i imagine an amputee would ache.
it's pathetic, but at least its honest.
i don't have english homework tonight, for the first time...ever.