10-17-06| 2:49 am
I need to talk about memories. I remember. I remember everything. How can you live with yourself? You knew what you were doing and yet, and yet. It never stopped and the memories wake me up at night. I remember these tears. I remember.
You've wrecked me. Sad, alone, vulnerable. I have never been vulnerable before but you've stripped me so bare I don't even have the walls that I used to.
I can't remember anything good. I remember everything and I can't remember anything good.