I think it's starting.
Amidst the shit and decay.
I'm starting to care.
My mind is taking me to places I've desired for a long time.
It's changing, it's starting, I'm becoming what I've been fighting against for years, and been dreaming about for even longer.
I have a new favorite word. One that I want tattooed all over my body. From toes to tonsils. A word that describes so beautifully my condition, and my antidote.
It's time to Commit.
1:47 p.m. - 2007-11-18
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