i feel like i am the most heartless person in the world. and i am not even sure what i am doing it for. i am in such a heartsick state that i cannot do anything at all besides writing a lot. but i guess i deserve it. out of all the people in the universe, i chose to hurt him who loved me the most.
but it's more important to be honest than to be loved. i know he would love me forever. and then it would be me ruining his life for constantly longing for something else. and i cannot let that happen.
kiss me madonna, give me grace.
i am sorry. it was all my fault. it took me too long to make a decision.
i think i am going to the museum in the afternoon.
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