"There is NO WAY in hell I can get through the rest of my LIFE feeling passionless. That is too depressing to even comprehend" This is my life mantra. I cannot ever go back to the numb, self-denying existance I was in before this summer. I have to fight through the pain of rejection each day and try to remember that despite everything else, I am alive, and I am aware of myself, and as long as I keep fighting, I have a chance of being happy (not a guarantee). Once I give up, that chance is lost.
"Recollect me darlin, raise me to your lips, two undernourished egos, four rotating hips"
