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myOtaku.com: Irish de Fenal


Wednesday, March 7, 2007

   *slowly cuts herself up and open*
I feel like I'm bashing my head against a glass wall. It's really beginning to hurt my head, but I just can't stop doing it. I think it's starting to get streaked with blood. Either I'm going to eventually knock myself out or break through the wall (and it's pretty thick glass) and when that happens I'm going to be in even more pain because of all the shards. I wish I had a knife so that I could cut myself. I want to cut my heart out and put it on a shelf ... or better yet: lock it away in a lead safe and burry it a good six feet below the ground in a place only I know about. I keep bending, bending, bending. I have the sneaky suspicion that I get to decide whether or not I break. If it is my own choice ... I'm not sure what I'll do. Breaking sounds really good right about now. I'm beginning to dislike getting bent out of shape and then straightening myself back out again. I think I just want to say the hell with it all and become completely broken, and perhaps throw away a few of the pieces so that if someone tries to fix me they'll never get their hands on all of me ever again.

In other news: Scotland is beautiful. The weather has been warming up so that all I have to wear is a sweatshirt. The crocuses are blooming and they look fantastic. I'm going to be going to the Isle of Mull in the highlands this weekend, and it's supposed to be raining non-stop. I'm looking forward to it though. My first round of papers are done with classes, so now I have a little bit of a breather before I get to go under the surface again. Time seems to be flying by, yet at the same time crawl as slowly as a snail. Hope y'all are have a great time where every y'all may be.

'Til next time ...

(I still love you Batman, even though you don't believe me)
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