2002-12-05
12:16 a.m.
i won't be satisfied
oh, my. a two-year anniversary. nearly every day, I repeat after me I will not be heartbroken again I will not be I will not be, and so far it's true. my imagination stalls, my heart hiccups, I start to smirk when I try to conjure a situation where I'd let my hands get that dirty. thankyou to the people who pulled me, dull and wretched, through what I all-caps label THE FUCKING WORST TIME OF MY LIFE. I'm still grateful, and all of the lessons you/he/it taught me are burned into my skin. learn from your mistakes, then set fire to them. all kinds of anniversaries. hope, light, sparkles, snow, sleep. remember the wonderful ones. until i push my luck
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