What once was stomach butterflies, and what seem could last a lifetime; is now slowly fading into oblivion. It's almost as if it never existed.
I'm knees deep in the mud trying to dig up what used to be. But just when I think I've come closer to the other side: I hit concrete. I'm back where I started.
I'm flipping between Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One is sensible, sane ; moral. The other? Well, shit. I'm not too sure. Both are exhilarating, really. I receive satisfaction in both... oh, who am I kidding. I don't.
There's so much to this story and I already I know the ending.
......I just refuse to read it.
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