%%knife%% -- 2004-01-11 // 11:45 p.m.
I have been emancipated tonight. All this time, all I needed to hear was the same wish I bestowed upon you....in your own words. Such small effort. This is what I've been searching for. Yes you've said it before, but not in this light...now everything is understood. This my dear is true closure...I can finally crawl out of this hole...finally escape this purgatory. This kinda scares me though. Growing so accustom to being dead and rotting. What happens when a boy is thrown into the dungeon for well over an eternity and then released into this world without compassion..lacking sympathy? This boy's emotional spectrum has already said it's fare wells long ago, and his heart has already been given away so carelessly. This leaves him in an awkward situation...he has become an invincible spectre, with one flaw...hes trying so god damn hard to love a girl without a heart to give up. On the upside, he can no longer cry.