I feel like I should write something, that I should give the minut percentage of interested people a update on my life. Its a whole new month since the last time that I wrote. I have been down here for almost three weeks. And I have learned that I don't need anyone, well thats a lie. But, I am learning that I can make it from day to day on my own. And that if I actually work I might be able to get through school. I never expected it to be this hard, I never expected to have to do this much work. I guess this is how the rest of normal teenage society felt while they were in high school. Today, I am disappointed because Raksha isn't going to come down and see me. After making promise after promise that he would come see me he e-mails me today to tell me it just isn't possible. No explanation, nothing. Fuck...Dammit...I am still his fucking wife. No I'm not angry, I'm not upset...not at all. So many promises made, and 99% broken. And not just by him, but by EVERYONE in my life. I have only gotten one e-mail from Silver since I have been down here, Mythril is on his celibanchy stint...and still promising me that things will get easier. I am tired of the fucking promises. I just want to actually have somone just once be there for me. To show up when the promise to. But I guess thats too much to ask. It shouldn't be. He's my husband, and can't even make time for me. Whatever. Crimson Tears stain these bound wings as I lay on the ground yearning for Release, but unwilling to Stand Alone.