Friday, January 27, 2006

there is nothing i can tell anyone right now yet i feel like i need to tell them a lot of things. i don't know what. i don't know what i am doing here, starting this lonely weblog and whining about how i can't write and how the reason is really that it isn't the time to. i am out there to impress people and it disgusts me. sure i stop caring when the muse starts kissing and smothering me so i write only for her but what i cannot stand about myself is how i start out to impress. to sustain the few people who have been mercilessly conned into liking me. have i completely succumbed to lunacy?! what the hell am i doing?!


so she lied at 8:19:00 pm