Tonight I feel a little more complete. After a weekend of loneliness, despair, and past demon's wrath, I can finally be at ease. There is no need to torture my broken soul, it can mend a crack or two as I lather in love. I know the pain that will come tomorrow, but for now all that matters is the now. Now I feel good, so I can run with it. I'll hold this good for as long as I can before sadness takes its toll once again. Times of peace does not come often, so when it does I need to lick every last drop of bliss from the jar.

I am grateful for your prescence. I apologize for not allowing you to come close yet, but this is the best I can do for the present time. For the past few years I have shed away from massive quanities of human contact. I am struggling because I know I need it (and miss it). Give me time, babe, 'cause I'll be ready eventually. If you have the patience to wait, there'll be a beautiful future for us.

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Sarah says:
Liz should come back and tlak to a drunjin shara

Sarah says:
i really need to lie down but i cant i as=los tneed to sleep but i can t why is beer so good hope you are doing well i miss you

Sarah says:
did you know that i cant feel my legs i think they ran away withou t me its really weird not having legs

Sarah says:
i ll keep leaving you message s till i fall off my chair or my computer eats me one or hte otheris bound to happen at some point god why is beer so good

Sarah says:
so whats new how are you i got your rant e-mail couldn't really reasd it but it loked preety i ll look at it when my eyes casn focus on the screen

Sarah says:
who drinks on a sundsay i feel ike such a loser i also feel kinda like im gonna eb sick oh well i guess hwa happens happens

Sarah says:
god isd fucjin coldern than a witches teat. gah