flies.

Life. It keeps going on. It's time for people to start flipping off the cliff, instead of just jumping or avoiding the cliff all together. You only get one chance, why not flip? there is water below to catch you, and that moment of flying, it's so beautiful, so peaceful. I wish I could be forever falling. If I die, will someone creamate me and throw my ashes from some high height, so I'll be in the wind, forever falling, forever happy, forever at peace, at nothingness? at serenity?

If you havn't noticed, I've been sick. I'll be at the dance whether I feel better or not. I've come down twith that somach flu thing. Also NO ONE IS RSVPING TO THE DANCE AND WE NEED A HEAD COUNT BY SUNDAY EVENING FOR THE CATERER'S! so please spread the word. Thank you. and NOOOOO gifts. Just a donation. I don't want you spending that time on me, when you could be doing something better. I mean, we've only got so much time... don't waste it on me. I'm alread a lost cause. I'm all shattered inside. And I have no clue why. Lukily the plaster on the outside is still there, smile and all, so no one suspects a thing. But I'm gone. I've crumbled. I've fallen. Humpty dumpty strickes again. Except this time I'm the wall, and I'm keeping out the pain for everyone, because it's the only thing I feel right and perfect at doing. Take away my friends, and I'm nothing.