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Wednesday, Dec. 05, 2001 1:28 p.m. I just came to realized that i live through other people. I hate admitting stuff like this. But i really do this. What I do is I read up on people i wanna hang out with and I start living through that. Not stealing stories and names and scary stuff like that. but just wanting to do everything they do. I hate hate hate it. I was at the Brand New yahoo club again. and i read some older postings...i wish i could have just half as much fun as these people are. oh great ... i am crying now. It is a good thing you can't see me because i am an ugly crier. That's what i get for keeping it all inside. I'm geting the keyboard wet. I gotta go. I'll be back, later. Maybe to finish this, or maybe not. |
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