Dec 26, 2003 09:29
I can't tell you how sad it makes me that in this world there are two of me. Even as I change my name I feel the words leave lightly. Easier than they ever could with me being myself. Well, the self that I want the world to see. Which one's realer? Who knows?
That is all beside the point.
I never want to be the one to get out first. I can't stand the idea of causing anyone any pain. I always let all the the others go first. But then again, I had the desire to take a walk before, but now that is all but gone and I feel that I've caused myself a great headache. I'm not ready to leave. I'm not so sure that I would ever want to. I just want a word. If I got it then I could make my choice. Why wait for what you've always wanted when you can have it right now? What kind of sick stupidity is that? Ugh. We'll all just have to see. Everything works itself out and it's nothing but a waste of time to worry.