I was sitting in my room the other day, and I opened all the windows. I was so cold, lying on my floor, thinking about everything I'd done wrong in my life. I lay there, in the cold, even after my stero had stopped and the vanilla candle by my head had burned out. I lay there, and I thought of all my mistakes. I sat in my stolen pants (from josh) and my stolen sweatshirt (from brad.) and I realized it was time to go to school. I gave up my seach, and got up, realizing that my search was going to be ruined by a school day, where I would have to put on my facade again and be done with it.