Well, I thought I'd post something I wrote when I was bored...
I can't describe how glad I was not being able to see myself with my own eyes. He often told me they looked lifeless and how they had lost their brightness. At that time I didn't really care. There was a time when I did care. A time when I was happy, when everything mattered. A time I had long forgotten and I wasn't sure if I wanted to remember. These moments would only show me how low I had sunken. And how I was still falling, never being able to forget the never ending agony this place made me feel. I wanted to escape, but at the same time I wanted to stay here. I couldn't survive here, but I was sure I couldn't survive anywhere else. Not that it mattered. Nothing mattered anymore. I had given up. On living. On feeling anything at all. I just wasn't able to feel affection for anything. I was sure I was going down within these walls. But he wouldn't let me.
~Neko-chan