2004-12-13 - 1:28 p.m.
Everytime he looks at me that way I die a little.
I feel a relapse coming on.As much as I hate to admit it this kind of excites me.
Sometimes I feel as though my blade is the only lasting friend I have.It is the only thing that is always there for me to fall back on.
So here I go... falling back.
regrets - hopes