not important.
i'd like to write something in here.
i said some mean things in here about Dree, when i was mad at her.
im not mad at her anymore and we are friends.
i should not write mean things about my friends in this or anywhere,
even if no harm comes to them because of it. it's just not nice.
i really really do wish all the best for Dree, and i love her.
we're different people, and that's ok.
im at a sort of stagnant point right now.
i have lots to get done but can't force myself to do any of it.
it's sunday afternoon.
i still feel guilty about my Dad dying without me getting to say goodbye or make him know how much i loved him, or to have helped him when he was not well.
i guess i just have to get on with things anyways.
i went out last night, to a club, and probably shouldn't have. i met lots of weird people. they were interesting though and i was polite. but, im talking, real, honest freaks here.
at least i didn't stay home and do nothing.
i seem to have lost my inspiration, this makes me sad. i've been looking for it.
i don't have any loves right now.
i work. i study. i make enough money. im not homeless. i have a car. im alive and healthy.
i wish i had a love. i wish i had somewhere to arrive at when i am done. i still don't have the faintest idea. what im here for. maybe my life was just a mistake.
well, in a way, it was. im a sort of odd chicken.
my mom had an affair and couldn't afford to keep me, so she had me and gave me to June and John Goth, who became my loving parents and raised me to the best of their ability.
they are both gone now. i don't speak to my birth mother Sue anymore for reasons which i won't talk about in here.... just religious differences, mostly...
i wish for ominous beauty
i wish for love
i wish to stop crying about what i lost and don't have
i wish for an honest friend
i wish for everlasting joy and happiness,
i wish for some fucking good ideas.
i said some mean things in here about Dree, when i was mad at her.
im not mad at her anymore and we are friends.
i should not write mean things about my friends in this or anywhere,
even if no harm comes to them because of it. it's just not nice.
i really really do wish all the best for Dree, and i love her.
we're different people, and that's ok.
im at a sort of stagnant point right now.
i have lots to get done but can't force myself to do any of it.
it's sunday afternoon.
i still feel guilty about my Dad dying without me getting to say goodbye or make him know how much i loved him, or to have helped him when he was not well.
i guess i just have to get on with things anyways.
i went out last night, to a club, and probably shouldn't have. i met lots of weird people. they were interesting though and i was polite. but, im talking, real, honest freaks here.
at least i didn't stay home and do nothing.
i seem to have lost my inspiration, this makes me sad. i've been looking for it.
i don't have any loves right now.
i work. i study. i make enough money. im not homeless. i have a car. im alive and healthy.
i wish i had a love. i wish i had somewhere to arrive at when i am done. i still don't have the faintest idea. what im here for. maybe my life was just a mistake.
well, in a way, it was. im a sort of odd chicken.
my mom had an affair and couldn't afford to keep me, so she had me and gave me to June and John Goth, who became my loving parents and raised me to the best of their ability.
they are both gone now. i don't speak to my birth mother Sue anymore for reasons which i won't talk about in here.... just religious differences, mostly...
i wish for ominous beauty
i wish for love
i wish to stop crying about what i lost and don't have
i wish for an honest friend
i wish for everlasting joy and happiness,
i wish for some fucking good ideas.