May 19th, 2002


this is what it's come to?

so here I am, sitting in my room, trying to clean it and not really feeling up to much of anything.

What a life.

I need to sit down and write a big old long entry, but I can't write. There are times I don't know why I like this writing thing, why the urge to create drives me to write, because there is *nothing* left. Nothing at all. Just me.

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