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April 28, 2007
I don't want to do this any more. It stopped being fun months ago. I keep on doing it because... Lack of imagination? Weakness? Yes, I think it's one of those, or maybe it's something else.

Maybe it helps me to avoid thinking, or feeling, or doing something imprudent.

Prudence never pays.

God, my head... but I know I'll be here again next week, in the same state, for the same reason, thinking the same things. Am I too young to be stuck in a rut?

Can you feel the desperation tonight?

I don't want to do this any more.