i'd explain why i don't want to wake up in the morning, but the words wouldn't reach your ears right. i wish i had a better memory/better memories so the cold wouldn't be as cold(and i don't mean the snow).

today i see myself digging a hole, and forgetting to stop.

i see this diary as one that might be like one of those stupid ones that people can't read because the person isn't that interesting/doesn't have interesting things to say.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30