Let It Fall Away...


(Let it break into bits and pieces far too small to see, but just enough to feel.
One day, the absence will present itself, and you'll miss the damned painful but nonlethal bullets that were shot through your heart every day of your life...)

Okay. I graduated. What am I supposed to do now?

(Fuck you, by the way. The level of anger I have towards you cannot even be described in words.)