October 5, 2003
I live in a fantasy world. I walk and talk and sleep with people who aren't there. They love me and smile and laugh at my jokes. In reality I have no fucking clue what they do. A single conversation and you're part of my world. I'll take you and keep you and you'll talk to me all night and day. You'll hold me when I sleep and kiss me when I wake. You'll scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. You will end up mattering to me, but I won't even know you. Run and hide. Don't say "hi."