February 24th, 2004



Last night I dreamed about someone I used to love, and I woke up crying. Isn't it amazing how no matter how much you've moved on in real life, in the weakened state of sleep people can still hurt you..

D, I hate what you did, and I hate how you did it, but you'll only have won when I hate -you-, and you don't have the power to do that.