picture twiggie i took the first step. i pulled them off my wall, only to be put back up in my closet. there they aren't a constant reminder. the feelings are duller now, i don't cry everytime i really look at them. maybe i've finally accepted that i'm here, not there. i can only hope... but at the same time i feel guilty. if i've made that acceptance, am i also accepting the fact that i don't feel empty not talking to them? i don't miss them nearly as much as i used to? i feel like all of that hope is lost. i had a chance to remain close, but i chose not to. 010211 ... scarlett I have a picture Pinned to my wall An image of you And of me And we'er laughing We're loving it all. 011211 ... thompson twins hold_me_now 011211 ... hey now! i love pictures! its cool to see pics of your grandparents when they were young and be like "i look just like you!!" b/c i do look just like my grandmother. 011211 ... pilgim Arrested Photons Bound to the Chemical Matrix Frozen moments That stir Rememberence 011212 ... nom "i want to paint everything" 061129 ... flux many of her, none of us 061129 what's it to you? who go blather from