I am here. Again. After years of being in denial that i dont need to write anything ever again.
Yes. I am a big fat liar.
Writing is the thing that keeps me sane. There, i've said it.
Anyway.
At this moment, i'm still picking up my heart on the floor, cause i accidentally dropped it onto somebody's hand, but his hands are full,apprently. It's crushed and exploded into pieces.
I am back to square one.
I am back to being empty.
Damn it.