Last night was great ( Read more... )

The charade is over.

And I believe I may have broken my arm.

- K.

What if I wished you to disappear, World, and to vanish from sight? What if I wished the end to be a broken shard of a life that once roamed, a soul that once soared? What if I managed to escape your lies, transcend the pain, and forget to breathe? And what if I were to fly away into nothingness, into the only being I would wish to explore? Would I ( Read more... )

Gotten back into a routine, which isn't so bad. It could be worse. I'm not counting down the days as much anymore ( Read more... )

I haven't sunk any lower. But back when I thought it couldn't get any lower... It's gotten back to that point. I've hit rock bottom, fallen through the rocks, and am now stuck between particles of sand.

131 more days here at Queen's at most. The Countdown begins. So long.

That is all... GROANNNNN....

Funny, how a nod can make or break your day. I remember... once that very act made me feel slighted, ignored, unwanted. Today, it had the exact opposite effect. I felt seen. Different nods for different folks... or maybe, is it, different nods for a different me ( Read more... )

I have incredible friends.

That is all.

- K.

I derive no pleasure in hurting you. But I wish you to realize that you keep hurting me. And I need to seek escape ( Read more... )