| I'm excited for something i'm not aware of. But I feel like something's coming. |
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| You're back. And you still won't let me in. Some things never change. |
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| I'm back on Xanga again. For now, at least. Don't have much to say. I feel like I can't think. I feel like I don't have a personality, or not one to call my own, at least. There are times I don't feel happy with the way I act, because I don't feel i'm being myself. But I don't feel like I can control it. My inner and outer selves are in a conflict. It feels right/It feels wrong. |
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| new year new love new hate new fear new courage new book new page it comes, it goes, every year..so what's so new about it? maybe it's not what it's cut out to be |
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| I don't think there is a point for me to stay on xanga... bye for a while, see you in a year or so? |
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