Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Saturday, August 2, 2008
...I swallowed the letter. Each word cut my throat. Each sentence tore my flesh from inside. I kept wondering why I felt so much anger every time I swallowed a piece of paper. Blood came out in tears. Everything you wrote was a sharp knife. Eventhough i never knew what you wrote. I bleeded myself dry, and my heart is white now. I still keep wondering what was written in that letter.