shebreathes's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- remembering i could not sleep at all last night. the last time i looked at the clock it was three, but i'm guessing i finally passed out at three thirty or four. and then i woke up at six. i laid in this bed last night and i remembered my whole life. i remembered the true story of how it all happened, a story that's so easy to forget. and when you look at that story, which i have never told, it all makes so much sense. i want to hug the girl i was. because i was such a fucking fighter. i've always been so strong. but remembering made me sad because of the things i forget. i don't remember what colour my nail polish was. i don't remember the exact way he worded it. there are so many details lost. and there is so much lost. 11:16 am - September 07, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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