Started June 29, 2009, 5:00 PM
My hands shook. I wanted to throw up. Deep, deep into this cage I was trapped. My own mind held nothing but, sorrow and regret. Was I ever going to be free. Free of the burden that is my own life. I needed to get out. To just not exist for awhile. I wanted to be real. To have a real life where there were no deep, damp, musty caves. Where I could sing and be happy and have lots of friends who cared. I don't even know if Kristy's still my friend. Its been one day, and in that day so many things that could go wrong. Did.
