Your Hair Looks Like A Haystack...but I

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish Irresponsible Fool!

For One Half Second, I Wondered What It Would Feel Like To Put My Hand In The Fire. What It Would Feel Like When I Burned.

Dream Happy Dreams. You Are The Only One Who Has Ever Touched My Heart. It Will Always Be Yours. Sleep,my Only Love.

We're A Bit Sensitive To Blood Around Here. I'm Sure You Can Understand That.

I Flicked On The Light Beside My Bed, Waiting For My Breathing To Slow, Veins Full Of Adrenaline From The Realistic Dream. A New Dream, But In Essence So Much The Same As The Many Others That Had Plagued Me In The Past Months. No, Not A Dream. Surely A Memory. I Could Still Feel The Heat Of Jared's Lips On Mine. My Hands Reached Out Without My Permission, Searching Across The Rumpled Sheets, Looking For Something They Didn't Find. My Heart Ached When They Gave Up, Falling To The Bed Limp And Empty.