On the way home tonight.

Looking out the window into the starry night sky on the freeway, bawling my eyes out because Action Item and because forever sad, and the wind sweeps my tears right away. Sort of symbolic really, because driving at night is the only thing that really makes me feel...

Logic.

I said before that I had put a lock and chain and shield around my heart. But isn’t that impossible, since I still don’t have my heart to begin with? It’s impossible, seeing as how someone else is still wholly holding my heart. You can’t lock something that you have...

Regression.

I can’t do this anymore. Diet to look good, but there’s no fat left even on me anywhere, but I have these false hopes that it’ll somehow make me lose all the nasty extra skin that I have since I lost weight like 5 freaking years ago, so I diet anyway, which does...