Just like paper.

Torn down the middle. This is crazy and it's never been like this before. I don't get it but i wish i could. It's times like these when i think..."What would Salad Fingers do?"

Well, he would probably just stick a child in the oven...or sit this one out in the safety cupboard.

But, i have neither of those options. All i have is my feelings and my thoughts. That's a lot...but not enough.

I need to talk to HOPE about this. Really, i do. She knows everything. She knows what to do. It's like...she's the realm of relationship advice. Ha, no, maybe that's Dr. Phil...or Jerry Springer? Who cares...I JUST NEED TO DECIDE WHAT TO DO.