Last time this went badly wrong. I would like to forget my past, concentrate on the furure. I would like to forget this all. Forget the pain, the agony, the hurt I feel for every second of every day. My last diary, too many people I knew were reading it, too many people knew me, I didnt like that. Why do I even bother? Dont ask me that question. I want to feel again. I want to feel like i once was. That little girl is inside me somewhere, somewhere... It hurts to know how people feel about you when they pretend to be someone else. It hurts a shitload. It hurts to feel as if i cannot love others, or receive love from others. I dont like it at all. Where is the innocence? Where am I? I feel, but cannot express. I see, but can't quite explain my visions. I want to have the power to overcome these things, to live, to feel, to be. To be a person again...