Wanna be someone who believes
2003-09-30, 9:30 p.m.

I'm sitting here, thinking lonely thoughts, therefore making myself lonely. Why do I spend so many weekends alone? I shouldn't have spent all that money on clothing, I should have bought something that can provide me entertainment on nights like these. Do you know how many times in a day I wish you were here? To feel the beauty that exists beanath your skin your skin. Remember to think of me when you look at the moon. And I'll be there.

I miss you so much.

Why am I so alone.

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