No tiTle...

when i was around 8-ish.... i was hanging out...down on the street, near my building... there were older boys that were being total dicks and i can't remember what they did... but it made me cry...or something... (ok, maybe not CRY, but something that upset me...) i ran up stairs and got my sister... she's shorter than me, and looks super young, but she's a mean bitch... she ran after those boys and slayed the dragon...
now i have to fight the dragon alone.... there's no one to call for... no one to call on...
it's all on me now... if i fuck up, the consequences are beyond the mountains...

i can't breathe...
i can't sleep....
i can't move...

one day i'll be jell-o... it'll all come together.. somehow... there won't be this huge black hole where the future is... there won't be this... lack...

one day i'll be able to breathe again...or...i dunno... did i ever breathe? did i ever use these wings? did i ever fly? i can't remember... i don't think so...

relevant quote: Life is pretty pathetic when even your own hallucinations lie to you.