i don't even know how long she's been gone...

"its like i've woken up and she's not here because she's gone to the bathroom or something...

and if i could just reach over and touch her side of the bed, i would know that it was cold... but i can't...

i know that i can't have her back... but i don't want to wake up in the morning thinking that she's still here...

i lie here not knowing how long i've been alone...

so how can i heal...

how am i supposed to heal...

if i can't feel time?"
- memento.

i do not know what the fuck is wrong with me... it should have been over by now...
and yet it remains...

this sence of lonliness... will not go away.

please go away.

awake... where am i? oh fuck... i am still alone.

oh fuck.

"so you came all the way out here to drag up my shit because you had a bad memory?

well fuck you evan.
no, nothings better.

nothing ever gets better..."-- the butterfly effect