Death has reared himself a throne.

I asked my friend for Christmas if she could make me a leather journal and she did and I received it today. Even before I got it I decided that it would be used for my personal personal thoughts. A place where I have no bias. (I know who a few of you are that read this so it's nice to have a place where I have no bias as to what I can or cannot say.) (Bias the right word i'm looking for here?) (Probably not.) And I decided that when the time comes I'll mark that it's a different month, like December, January etc etc and for the years as well. And with this I decided that I wanted a quote there and the first one that came up was the line from Edgar Allan Poe's "The City In The Sea" Lo! Death has reared himself a throne... Maybe one day i'll let you read this all. If I remember right, it's been 2 years since the first time you broke up with me. It should have stopped there, maybe then we'd still be friends. Maybe then car rides wouldn't be depressing and i'd be able to have a decent relationship and I would be able to trust people. This makes it sound like I blame you for this stuff, I actually believe a part of this is me as well. I force myself not to trust people, I tried too little at the appropriate times to try and save our friendship, and I still let my past feelings destroy everything. I'm trying now. I'm gonna try and trust you. This better not be a mistake.