Seaworld is a nice place on rainy days.

Rollercoasters are scary, but I went on one anyway. It went so fast that it was over before I could really think of how high up I was. I liked it.

I went to see the polar bears, too- I didn't even cry, they made me smile, actually, and I started humming "Wraith Pinned To The Mist" by Of Montreal when no-one was around.

I'll have bizarre celebrations

I'll forget who, forget what, forget where

I'l have bizarre celebrations

I'll play the Satyr in Cyrprus

You, the bride stripped bare

I'll pretend you don't exist

I'll pretend I'm in Antarctica

I'll have bizarre celebrations

I'll forget when, forget what, forget how

I'll have bizarre celebrations

We'll play Tristan and Isolde but I'll make sure I see white sails

Maybe I'll never die

I'll just keep growing younger withOUT you
And you'll grow younger too

Now it seems too lovely to be true

BUT WITH YOU, things always do

I'll pretend you don't exist

And I'll pretend I'm in Antarica.

I'm not going to kill myself over you, because in truth, you never saved me at all. You can claim no credit for my survival, you can't claim that you're a nice person.

To me, it's like you never existed- I've been removing every trace of you from the space around me, I've been realising that if everything was a lie then it really counts for nothing. You have been erased. I hope you like the taste of your own medicine, but it's pretty bitter, is it not?

No, you will not see me around. Because if I see you, I won't recognise you- you never were real, and I no longer consider you a person. No real person would do what you did.

This is me doing something good for myself.