August 02, 2005
In your eyes, I see the girl I'm supposed to be. But I can't throw it all away; the mask I painstakingly created, the pain and bitterness I've encased in this stone, cold heart. I wish I could. Maybe I don't want to walk out of the sanctuary I've placed myself in. Just maybe.
-playing don't stop believing - journey
+..all cried out..+ . [6:24 AM