Things make some sense now. D:

She has such a hold over me I don't think anything shy of a bullet could remove it.

No matter how terribly it hurts, the only thing I want in life is her.

I'm lonely.

Things have a little more of it now. The situation isn't entirely pleasant, but it's far from Bad.

I have patience...

I've at least found a little something to focus on for the time being...

I'm being dragged to wits end and I'm tired of it all...

Maybe being Cold isn't as bad as I thought...

Here's to a rough road ahead, to rework my entire self to stop the pain.

I know it's possible, I've seen it happen more than once.

Insomnia again ( Read more... )

I knew it was too good to last. ~_ ( Read more... )

I think I'm back to normal. Back to center.

This is a good thing.

So I've found something that's been missing for a while.

Lacking a better term, I'll call it my Bloodlust.

I want to scream at the moon.

I want to run through the streets.

I want to fight.

It's been too long, and I've missed this feeling.

It's not very hard to have faith.

What's hard is getting the bastard part of your brain to shut the fuck up.

What's hard is going through your day wanting nothing more than to hear a kind word and never getting it.

What's hard is explaining this to anyone--it causes all kinds of neurosis.

I'm lonely.