I'm getting rid of everything. Soon this house will be rid of every reminder of me. The pictures that were never on the walls. The poems that were never shared. The bed that i sinned in...everything. And then i shall go somewhere that they will have to search for me and i will curl up and die. They shouldnt have to worry about me ever again. It isnt going to be tonight. As it is going to take days to throw away everything. But pretty soon...