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Feeling: Like I have the biggest headache on the planet! The weather here is horrible. We're sitting between a warm front that has just passed, and a cold front that is on the way. Yes, the air is very unstable here, and hellacious storms are ripping through the southeast--and my head. Allow me to be redundant for a moment: I FUCKING HATE SPRING! Sometimes, I wish I could actually fall asleep to the sound of music. Instead, I can only sleep to the sound of a fan running. Well, when I do sleep, anyway. Yes, I'm weird like that. You know what I hate about movie clubs? They send you the freaking movies even if you've told them you didn't want them! That's it. I want them dead. Would someone please cut my head off? Oooh. Better yet, drag me off to somewhere dark and cold... and quiet? Speaking of cold, I just got a chill. I have to write a letter. I don't have a clue what I'll put in this letter, but I have to write it. I promised. 'Sides, I'm creative. I'll think of something. It'll probably be boring, but it'll be something at least. Okay, I've rambled enough, time to get down to business, and write something serious. I have something I want to say, but I can't bring myself to write about it in my own diary. I know it sounds sad, but that's just the way things are at present. So I'm forced to speak of it in an enigmatic way, and pray that I feel better afterwards. [Edit: I didn't feel better afterwards, but I'm leaving it just the same...] It's not right. I know that. But it won't go away. I couldn't turn it off even if I wanted to. There is no control over this. And yet, there is no way for it to work. So I sit by and watch closely. No one knows what's in my mind, and only there am I safe with this. To speak of it would be devastating for more than just myself. Yet, the closer I get to that edge, the more tempting it is to allow myself to fall. Deception of the heart is suicide. But for now, it will just have to bleed. Save The Rayne! - 2004-12-27 � |
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