Cause if I doDear Diary,I know I should stop, but I cant seem to say no.My mind keeps telling me I dont need to,But when I look at myself I know I have to,Because if I dont I think Id die.So I keep doing this to myselfAnd I cant stop, and I cant say no.Even when theres nothing wrong,I see it; I know its there,Even whenIts not.Some part of me wants to keep doing this, butI know I should stop.But I cant causeIf I do, Ill be admittingThat she was right.That they were right and
People would hate me.If I admitted it, Id hateMyself.
When you find it.... -UPDATED-Have you ever imagined a world, where it rained lemon drops? A world where, when its cold, the sky is blue, the sun is bright and the snow is green? Where, when you exhale your breath comes out in little clouds of condensation that float away to join their brothers in the sky? Real little clouds? Have you ever seen a man, riding on his way to work? Have you seen his shadow, his silhouette, as if perched on a bicycle, with only one wheel? Have you seen spectacular blue birds with long necks and magnificent, reaching, wings? Have you seen these things?Because I have.The world is full of wonders beyond our wildest imaginations. As humans, we can stretch reality so thin that even the simplest equation will seem nonsensical. Even the most comprehensible object will become abstract. We can imagine that words float from our mouths as we speak them, or that vines will grow on anything. We can tell ourselves that paper is edible and snow is warm, that rainbows are solid and grass is sof