February 18th, 2002

aquatic, the life

(no subject)

i think i can get through this. last night i didn't think that i could. hanging over the bathroom sink i felt like all life had left me. and here i am a day later; alive and breathing. and going to a show no less. i can't be alone for the time being. i dread it. any time i'm alone, that's when the tears start falling.