"So you want me to tell you something about myself? I don't have anything to say. Even if I did, you'd be wrong to believe me. Trust is a lie. Nobody ever knows anyone."

by leaving something, it is not changing. but just temporarily relieving yourself of their presence. i can cut off my curls and pretend i am a new person with a new attitude, but i will still sit in my room every night and write letters and postcards that i will never send. i won't figure out a way to be happy, because that's the way i am. i can leave someone, or leave someplace, but everything will follow me. i can change my location, my friends, my lovers and even my name, but i will still be the same.

hiatus. because everybody's lives are going in the wrong direction.
with love,