you'll die trying to live this down

by the light
February 25, 2004 / 8:39 pm

someone needs to pick me and that boy up, and set us both down in a different state or something. or at least a couple of miles from each other.

apparently, this is the only way im going to get over it. i cant force myself to like usual. and just when it starts to go away it comes right back, and i like it.

also, i can really identify with handicapped people in wheelchairs now, even though i can still get around and stuff. if i were in their shoes, i would be SO BITTER. but its good that a lot of them are not...i guess their will is stronger than mine or something.

i want to hate you half as much || as i hate myself