9:24 p.m. - 2007-06-30
Divided
I clearly see a line, defining the boundaries between our lips. The margin divides my soul and body, I'm apart. I want you so bad, but I can't fall back. There's so much I have accomplished, so much I have become, but for you I'll give it all up...for tonight.

I'm a white soul living in a blood stained shell. How can I clean myself with incremenating hands? How can I fucking care about your bullshit if I don't care about mine? You know, you're making me choose a side and making a stance. Here I stand and no one can convince me to fall back.

I have become.