My body may be here. But my heart is inside of him and my soul is in another dimension. My mind died a while ago. I am a terribly real thing in a beautifully false world. I am pure. You can ask me my identity but I'm afraid all I can tell you is, "I am lily." I cannot choose a fixed personality when I can be anything I want to be. I am a star, waiting to go home, where I belong: merely existing in an infinite blackness among other stars.
I am Lily
December 28, 2012