Even after such a long time I am still jealous. I still love. I still want. Does this feeling ever go away? So much rejection and failure balled into hatred and tears of rage and sorrow. So much work, feelings, and effort lost at the click of a gun. For thats what it was, a shot that killed me then, as its killing me now.

IT is so hard to hide from, to keep out of your life. Everytime you think you are getting back on track, IT always comes up from out of no where, attacking you from all sides until you are lying defenseless on the floor. And then, its too late. This is a fight I have grown tired of.


-kln-

Every time I try to fly, I fall without my wings. I feel so small, I guess I need you baby.
~This is a lesson in procrastination. I kill myself because I'm so frustrated, and every single second that I put it off is another lonely night I have to race the clock~