An empty bed is the reflection of an empty life.

I feel different. If this had happened this time last year I wouldn't of coped. That said, i am not really sure if this is coping. I'm not even sure i want to talk about it as yet.
Right now i just crave being near people.
Right now i have a wanting to meet someone that will proudly have a photo of me in their wallet =]

I lack the ability to become close to people, it's not that i don't want to its that i don't know how, almost as if i have nothing to offer, and maybe i don't - well didn't, but now i am not so sure, i hope that my confidence and sense of me will flow back into me.

I'm scared of weekdays.

-Sunday St. John