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i don't want to be this Monday, Aug. 18, 2003 - 11:01 pm i hate it how i keep having pretty good days, with definte very good moments and then i get home and i become incredibly insecure of a lot of things, and i think way to much, and everything just seems bad. and i just sit. and it just makes me feel like i'm going to throw up everywhere. not just feel like it, like...it's stronger than that. i don't know, but i hate it. and that was basically the same entry as last night, but whatever. i just don't care. i want to be one of those happy poems. with fields of dreams and lives on clouds. where everything is the way it should be. and it makes you feel content. i want to be that.
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