Friday, February 03, 2006
why. why. why.
i dont know why, but i'm so paranoid.
like, i see something bad.
and immediately i think it's about me
then i reflect.
but i dont seem to have done anything wrong
then i get pissed at you.
irk.
evelyn's my nice comfort pillow (: writing to her makes me happy and rids me of my woes (: i love evelyn!
&seeing*youwaveatmeandsmilereallybigtoo!loveyouloads(:
My mind's unweaving/ 11:13 PM
