I've decided to kill this portion of my mind. Though it helped me vent, and also improved my writing skills enormously, I haven't the time, or the will to try and sneak onto this computer and update my entries.

I'm on close enough watch as it is.

I wish I had never turned myself in, that way, I would still have this, I would still have those few readers who helped me out when all else had abandoned me.

I wish I could gain back the trust from those I hurt. I wish I had said things to those who I've lost.

Most of all, I wish the cutting hadn't made me feel so right when I felt so wrong. So wrong, as I do now. So broken, so shattered, so lost and forgotten.

But wishing is only that, a wish. It can't be anything more until I take that final step over the edge of Eternity.

That ledge, so deep and endless. It's all that matters when you look over, witnessing your very demise play before you like an old movie. Over and over, never ceasing, never resting, until the power is turned off and silenced.

I'm not taking that final leap. Not yet. Instead, I'll sit here on the edge, watch others approach, maybe take an interest in them if they let me. Or I could do what I am doing now: staying alive for my dearest friend.

Maybe not just for her, for me too. I love being around her. She makes me happy, she helps me function. And she treats me like no one else does: like some one worth something. She makes things seem real. I love her for that and no matter what I do or don't do, I'll always love her for that.

With that said and done, I bid a fond and loving farewell to diaryland and all it's members that wished me the best.

Good-bye.

~Nighte

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The End of a Fallen Angel - 2004-07-19
Still here - 2004-05-25
Heehee heee... I'm back.. sort of - 2004-01-22
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World is overflowing with LIARS.. - September 12 'o3