index | archives | notes Sunday, Oct. 17, 2010 5:46 p.m. << [ Melodratragedy ] >> Sitting in my room sobbing because all I have left of him now are the holes. The indent he left in my bed, the sheets pulled aside so he could leave, the gaps in the clothes on my floor where his things were. This was supposed to get easier. They lied. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org