24 marca 2006, 15:24
finished the book, broke into pieces, cried like i haven't in months, cried myself to sleep. cried in my sleep, cried in my dreams. woke up feeling tiny, tired and nauseous. it hurts all over yet i know, i want to believe that, it's a good hurt, it's the freeing type of hurt. it'll be ok, it'll go away. it'll all go away.