what?

I can't breathe.
I can't see.
I can't feel.
I can't speak.
I can't blink.
I can't eat.
I can't smile.
I can't lust.
I can't pretend.
I can't wish.
I can't win.
I can't be nice.

why is this happening?
why didn't you tell me?

January 3nd. 2007

So. This is the start of a new year. Of my new life.
I will try my best to make it everything it should be.
I will grow and become independent. Although I already was before.
Things will change. I will change. You will change.

I still love you.

this is the last day of my life

and i'm actually really glad that i met you.

things will never be the same from now on.

and i hope that you think of me on your death bed.

i hope you realize that you love me.

and even if we never see each other again,

i'll die happy, knowing that your still thinking and dreaming of me.

im sorry.

gash

you make me SOO happy.

:]

I can't make him love me.

I can't. I'm crazy.
I'm in love with the most wonderful man in the world.
He doesn't know it.
He doesn't care.
He won't accept it.
What can I do?

Nothing.
I can't make him love me, or look me in the eye with desire.
I can't make him fall asleep on my bed, or hold my hand to keep me safe.
I can't make him visit me, if even for just a moment.
I can't make him do anything for me.

But I'd still do anything for him.

I hope you read this.