ofenchant's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- in light of the situation
I met three of the worst people I already knew, this year. Driven by jealousy, stupidity, again stupidity. They're not going anywhere and taking a lot of people who used to like me with them. We used to be friends, these girls I know and I. What makes hate last so long? Still, they give so much power to it. Turn themselves over to the cause of hating me. Because I found my soulmate, simply. It's interesting. Lies. It doesn't matter. It's not my problem. They own these actions. But it does matter. Shakes the system. For a moment. Sopranos. Strawberry milk. Bang wrist loudly on the keyboard desk. Crack. Blink. I sometimes ask him what else he'd like to do. "Take up something." He said tonight. I said I should take up art classes. I said I should just do some art. He didn't know what he could do. He's playing P2. It's almost our very first Christmas. 11:49 p.m. - 2005-12-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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