New Vomit

I have built a shell. I feel it. I do not get butterflies in my midsection at the thought of a kiss. I can't even remember what that is like. I remember everything I ever did was to eventually find love. I have never felt so free. Not since I was a kid, anyway. Thank you to those silly boys for freeing me, and to Matthew. Without him, my life would be empty.

On a different subject: I decided to take pictures of myself sans make-up. Hair undone. Enjoy!