Im a walking dead person. Living off the memories, not knowing when to let go, and not knowing who I can trust. The easiest thing to remember is the way we acted together. My life was a tragedy. My death was the best thing to help me realize that everything is not what it seems. There is nothing in this purgatory that Ive put myself into. I wear a mask, of happiness, but deep down Im on the verge of extinction. I need something to bring me out of this pain. But I know that the only thing that can help it is myself. What's the use of the word "I love you" to cause you to jump into the unknown just to find out it wasnt worth it.

Maybe some tiny key will wash up on shore.
Ani D.