Friday, November 09, 2001

where do you think i will find
this party girl who was so kind
raven hair and skin so fair
sadness never visits there...


I'm super bummed. She is just so... I don't know, full of goodness in my eyes. I hardly know her and we barely speak and I feel so sad and she doesn't know and she doesn't care and she sings my songs and I finish them and we smile and then we leave and pretend it never happened. Great.

Thursday, November 08, 2001

I like too many people. I mean, Jesus, it's disgusting. But one person, woo, I really like. Super hyper likingness. Well, I don't really know her (like I ever do?) but that's ok. She seems really nice and is cute... and... and... and... and. And she is.... hmm. Yay!