jetta

Just briefly checking in
serossis of the mind presently in remission; giving
the long awaited opportunity for screams to be silenced and thoughts set free.
I feel like I've awakend from a coma and am blanketed with amnisia. The things that I used to
do; -even the places I went and someone I had
come to love; are all just blured and segmented
bits of fonder days now...
Trying to figure out what to do with myself or time without the pleasure of those old habits styfils every attempt.
Although Im quite finnished sheding empty tears for that asshole, from timeto time I still catch myself forming tears that wont have the
chance to reach the break of my lid.
I think I want to do a new shoot as soon as possible, if so be prepaired for blood kids
this thirst is not yet quinched.
ciao` suicidejetta.