I can't believe how stupid I was in the past. Reading back to '02, I cringed and skipped past a lot of entries.

Pain and despair builds character, however foolish looking back on it makes you feel.




I still cringe when I read my more recent entries on my regular blog, and I'm sure that'll keep happening until I feel as if I don't need to blog any more.

I'm so cold

Its cold out here in the valley of the dolls, cold and unfeeling. I
shoot you one when I'm apt and able, spin this fable, wanna flip these
fucking tables. With no words to conteract the ways this world keeps
treating me; ill die.

I don't know

Why I don't feel anymore. I'm growing more and more dead. Pretty soon
ill be a zombie.

I don't feel for him, and I don't feel for myself.

"It hurts the same when noone knows." - Marianas Trench