I have been hiding out in my house for about 5 weeks. When my head feels clear and I stop feeling so sick, I guess it will be the right time to come out. The trail of who I was, or who I wasn't. I go to the grocery store or to the library or the coffee shop. People come up to me everytime I go out and tell me how much they love me...and then I go home and I am completely alone. It would be nice to start over and have real friends. A friend who can see your pain or hold you when you cry. I think after 5 weeks I am dying to go out and laugh.
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chain letters, exquisite corpse comment trail and strange letters placed next to each other not seeming to make sense to the sane. that train. funny how different it all looks now, right?
back to paris in 3 weeks. come along this time.