2003-12-10 - 11:08 p.m.
I feel like I should be recording what's going on at the moment, because things have happened....I suppose. But I've been soaking too much in that when it comes to writing things down, it doesn't come out right, it's too forced. Does that even make sense? I've just been trying to fix myself up, wanting to forget the things that have gone wrong and...this is starting to sound stupid. I read a book by Douglas Coupland today and it filled me up inside, and that's the only way I can describe it. I want to sleepover at my friends house, sleep in his bed, smell his skin, touch touch touch and fill myself up again. This is all so forced. I can't get anything to sound right tonight, but i just needed to write. ohhh stop.
