I hate the attachment, I am going to be moving in a few days. I am so sad because I am so attached to the people I love and care about, it is all going to be gone. All going to be gone. I will get over it. Eventually... maybe... I am sinking again... "My God, My Tourniquet return to me salvaition... my wounds cry for the grave, my soul crys for deliverance will I be denied? Christ, Tourniquet my..." Owned By Evanecense, my favorite band, describes how I am feeling.