http://sincerement.xanga.com/

that's where I'll be.

"If I'm ever sad, or angry, 
will you just kiss me?"

Yes.

Happiness truly is a drug of its own.

How many times can you just start over? 

Two days ago I was 
bringing out dusty boxes and older, overused versions of myself. 

Yesterday, a worried mother (not my own) convincing me into therapy. 
"Yeah... Maybe you're right."

But this changes everything. 

Clarity 
even without the whole truth. 
I can handle that. 

So tonight: Perfection. 

your love will be 
safe with me.

no more lying.

"you're scared?"
"yeah."

i admit,
i take advantage of this, too.