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July 17, 2009

i don't know. in a way my heart breaks for her, because i think she is made to feel badly about who she is when she is herself. and so she assumes that i am trying to do the same thing, that i'm constantly attacking her. or maybe she's just scared that she'll get too close, so she has to treat my words as daggers.
hey hey i don't know. this journal has become tedious and i'm sorry to anyone, if anyone, who reads this

maybe i will succeed in a big way someday. maybe i'll have great things to write about. i'm sorry to be so down in this shit all the time, dairy.