What a lying douch nozzle.

Current mood:okay

For months I've have this... void in my chest.
this deep hole.

And like a scab, I couldn't leave it alone.
I'd pick,
and scratch,
and itch,

...and it hurt.
and to some extent, it'll always hurt.
a slight scar that you can't see by looking, but I know it's there.

But it's healing.
I'm learning to leave well enough alone.
I just have to keep my hands occupied with something else.
Stay busy.



...It's a lot of work.
A lot of effort that I've wasted.



But I'll find new things,
better things.

Real things.

[Transfered from Myspace blog]