woke up this morning and found nothing. absolutely nothing.

felt like nothing but a shell; completely empty and void of feelings and thought on the inside. simply living and breathing and eating like... because I had to to live.


so many lines are being drawn, it's painful.

to be looking from one side, aching on the inside to be on the other side, but knowing that that will never ever happen. no wonder they say that the grass is always greener on the other side.

reminds me of when we all first separated at this time two years ago.

it's all creeping back again, once more. fighting now seems useless. but nonetheless, I'll fight it, fight myself, again. and again and again, till it finally ends.

Labels: emo