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.
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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?