My how my moods can change. First i'm infatuation country by the simple word...Jenna...Then from there, i find my self crying...no...actually bawling like i did in Juniour High when the big kids would have me as the butt of there jokes and at the end of there fists. I went to therapy for the lack of a better word "issues". I felt that I had concured them, that i'd find people who enjoyed my company and would treat me well. I now find that is a Unicorn, i mythical creature that does not exist, and has never had. Maybe I am writting this in haste, but i guess i always felt that it was like this, and i guess it will always be. Little jokes at my expense are fine, but when it comes to the point where i value my worth as a human being, i start to wonder...
4:19 a.m. - 2001-08-17
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