alive at last.
Saturday, February 2nd, 2008
I’m finding that the things I once found beauty in have been plagued by stress and resentment.
School = shit
Life = going along at a painful rate
Friends = same as ever
Love = what’s that?
I wish I were one of those carefree people, that couldn’t have the slightest wish to further themselves in this world. It seems, […]
My name is Lyra, as in the constellation. I love when my blood circulates correctly, and hate when my feet are cold. I love to run; it's the closet thing to flying.
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