steel June 07, 2012 thursday - 22:49 i am cold. not like ice, which melts, but like steel. hard. unforgiving. clean. disciplined. i can do this. it is not so hard. i wrap my hands around the hunger - and it fits nicely. i like what i see in the mirror. more and more, each day, as the skin melts away. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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