August 7/1998

What do you see when you look in the mirror?

I see..
I see someone who cannot deny... who she is.
I see someone with a dream of not being who she is.

If you lose your dreams, you lose your life.
If you lose your life, you gain a dream.

Sometimes... sometimes I think it would truly be easier to not live anymore. To not feel anmore. To not love anymore. v Why?

I only feel pain, hurt, and anger.
There are times, times shen I hold a knife, and wonder what it would be like if I just plunged into my already bleeding heart. To stop breathing. To stop feeling.

It hurts.

Yes, it hurts.

What gives you hope
What keeps you going?