-Perspective-

" From another dimension, we were pretty damn good. But back here, we're as imperfect as Jane Doe with her hidden identity. "

Today's the day that Jimmy leaves.
Today's also the day we heard that Kavin is in hospital.
Today's the day of Carmen's Birthday.
Today's the day!

If we ever get through today to get to tomorrow.
I hope i find all comfort and hope in your arms.
I hope i wake up to a new beginning.
I hope i snap out of reality and dream of the never ending days.

If the earth shatters under us.
And all is taken away.
And we're stripped to the bone.
Do we have an identity?
Do we have a place in this world any longer?
Do we have anything to hide our hidden side of what we could be.
Do we have anything at all?

:) Happy Birthday Carmen :)

edit: No. I'm still not okay. In fact it got alot worse today.



listening to: Boys Like Girls - Heels Over Head




reading: the definition of life




obsession: rain




feeling: sore all over




craving: ciggarettes.



I'm still contemplating death, and you're still not around and barely even reachable. <3