We're not the same as we used to be. Especially me.

I'm sorry I controlled you without actually controlling you, sorry you felt like that. I wish we could talk, there are so many things I want to tell you and show you. I told you I would find myself, and it is a slow process but a successful one at that. It makes me happy, I only wish you could witness it, I think you would be happy too. I'll be great, and smart, and happy, and loving, and loyal, and funny, and shy, and sad, and excited, and pretty, and stubborn, and angry, and complex, and simple to someone, again. That someone should be you again, and hopefully it will be you again. Until again comes around, if it ever does, no fingers are crossed, I will continue to work on me.

Take me home.

I just want to say I meant everything I've said, even when my body was drowning in uncertainty and alcohol.

Great, great great.

Lie, lie, lie.

Timid, you're just so timid.

I just don't know anymore. You're wonderful, i really think you are, i'm just not sure where my mind is right now.