Her soft lips never spoke the words she intended, her silent plea went unnoticed in the white walls of the tub.

She inhales.

So breakable are those final frightened breaths. The scarlet despair swirls with the water, tainting it's purity.

The single glistening tear rolls down the soft cheek of yesterday, disappearing into the crimson abyss.

"I.....you." Her last whisper cried out into the deafening silence. The knife fell from the once perfectly slender fingers and clattered to the floor.

And in the distant part of the sky she closed her eyes for the final time, resting in the sweet dreams of tomorrow. -Clips from my Journal

I enjoy writting. I enjoy crying when I write. I enjoy cheering my characters on. This is what I like to do. I am going to make this into a short film. It was something I wrote in a moment of despair. I tend to write better that way. I don't know why, but I do. I enjoy emotion, and bring emotion to others.

Anyway. I finally got a design my boss likes. Still have tweeking to do, but no more scrapping designs. YAY! My husband made some bread last night, really really good. I need to get back to drawing. Well once I make my little movie. ^_^ Only about a 1 min and 34 sec movie. lol. WEEE fun.

I'm tired. Yes, I am. Lalalalalala. Archer is so cute. She is walking like crazy, and when she dances I just hit the floor laughing.

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