Talking to Mirrors.
Do you ever get that feeling of incompleteness? That something's so wonderful and you're soaked to the brim in it, but somehow something isnt there? Your heart still wants something and you're unfulfilled.
Yesterday's dinner was absolutely wonderful. Thanks to all of you who came down. I guess celebrating the beginning of the end of teenhood was one of the most memorable things i did this year. Drinking the tea, scowling at the two women who refused to budge. Playing Dota till midnight in Meridian.
It's been nice, but something feels missing.
She continues to be silent, and every day i feel like i'm looking at a mirror and talking into it.
Shit. Why do i do this to hurt myself?
Chi Hou @ Sunday, April 24, 2005
