You might have laughed if I told you...
i am so cold at the momoent. i am half wrapped in a blanket, and the cloth feels so comforting. i need to be held right now.
i want this journal to reflect who i really am, and i think it does. a lot of the time i will look at the entires, and get annoyed because i don't think i am always that fucked up. but anyone who reads it will think that i am screwy. i think this journal represents something that isn't all me, but rather just a side of me. and it feels like that side is more domninant at thie point in my life.
i mean, my life feels like its in ruins right now, although it is far from ruins. but i have to do all the fixing. i have to fuck around with it.
until next time,
karina
i want this journal to reflect who i really am, and i think it does. a lot of the time i will look at the entires, and get annoyed because i don't think i am always that fucked up. but anyone who reads it will think that i am screwy. i think this journal represents something that isn't all me, but rather just a side of me. and it feels like that side is more domninant at thie point in my life.
i mean, my life feels like its in ruins right now, although it is far from ruins. but i have to do all the fixing. i have to fuck around with it.
until next time,
karina