As much as it hurts, disillusionment is refreshing. At least you don't wrongly inflate someone else. And I figure that I hadn't come this far to be wrong about myself again.

Healing comes so painfully, and it chills to the bone. Will anyone get close to me? I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know. I'm scared, I'm alone, I'm afraid and I need for you to know: I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say and you can't take back what you have taken away because I feel you, I feel you near me. There's healing for this soul, an end to this pain, forgiveness for a man who was stronger. I was just a little girl, but I can't look back. I must go on.

I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say and you can't take back what you have taken away because I feel you, I feel you near me.

~ Damaged :: Plumb

- Damaged? Seriously?
- Should I change the song?
- No. It's just really old.

Take a hint, mofo.

Endings aren't anything. they just are.

In my weakness and tiredness. It hurts the worst.

I want to kill you.

hurt. really bad.

The songs that used to remind me of you are slowly being reclaimed to find their intrinsic value again

God is you're speaking to me through this pain you (a) had better have one hell of a message (b) I'm gosh-darned listening already.

Much blogging to come.
Stay tuned.

A span of 12 hours and my heart swings around. Will I ever be free?