1:04 p.m. - 2004-03-08
one thing this weekend created the wave. i know what it is. it has a name. it has names. but to say them out loud is to make it all more true than i'd ever want it to be. so i won't.
again, i feel empty. there is not a thing inside me. this is not necessarily a bad thing. it could be worse. i could be crying. that, i refuse to do. i've let myself go way too much lately. it's pathetic. i'm strong. whatever. feel free to visit more of me @ sublime09