Murder, the perfect art...
Date: Aug 11th, 2005 1:04:15 am - Subscribe
Mood: melancholy
It's been an interesting couple of days. I've done almost nothing while an immense sorrow builds in my heart. Nothing new there. I certainly need a change before I'm completely overloaded with pain. Oh well. It seems I can order the guitar I want tomorrow. It's the coolest freaking thing I've ever seen. Maybe when I get that I'll feel a little better. Probably not for long, though. I seem to just be destined for torment. I don't have any self pity, though. There are many suffering more than I am. And I'm not talking about the poor starving kids in Africa. I just find it hard to care about people all the way on a different continent. Let's just say, they have their problems and I have mine. They don't have to worry about the problems I have, and I don't have to worry about starving. I think that's fair enough. Many many people are feeling much worse than me at this very moment. Here's to them...
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one_escape - August 14th, 2005 |
