What happens next?
I've thought about it. And talked about it with Samantha.
And this thing is pointless. LiveJournal. Is. Pointless. All we do is post vague entries about who we hate at the moment without even talking to that person about it. It solves nothing. You wanna go through depending on LiveJournal to solve our problems and hoping the person we wrote it about figures out it's them so you don't have to tell it to them in person? Whatever. You do that. I'm not. LiveJournal was nice while it lasted. But now, everytime I think about it, I think about the pointless and countless entries we all posted and how it doesn't mean a thing anymore. I'm going to confront my problem head on and hope everything comes out. And if it doesn't, I'm not gonna come here and complain about it. I'll call my friends up and talk to them about it. Or write in my real journal, where I'm not afraid to say what I feel because of who will read it. Or I'll run out in the rain.
Even if it's not raining.
Thanks for the memories. I won't forget you. R.e.a.l.l.y.
Your Most Certainly and Truly and Lovely,
Diana.
This. is. your. life. Are you who you wanna be?
And this thing is pointless. LiveJournal. Is. Pointless. All we do is post vague entries about who we hate at the moment without even talking to that person about it. It solves nothing. You wanna go through depending on LiveJournal to solve our problems and hoping the person we wrote it about figures out it's them so you don't have to tell it to them in person? Whatever. You do that. I'm not. LiveJournal was nice while it lasted. But now, everytime I think about it, I think about the pointless and countless entries we all posted and how it doesn't mean a thing anymore. I'm going to confront my problem head on and hope everything comes out. And if it doesn't, I'm not gonna come here and complain about it. I'll call my friends up and talk to them about it. Or write in my real journal, where I'm not afraid to say what I feel because of who will read it. Or I'll run out in the rain.
Even if it's not raining.
Thanks for the memories. I won't forget you. R.e.a.l.l.y.
Your Most Certainly and Truly and Lovely,
Diana.
This. is. your. life. Are you who you wanna be?