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How alone are you? Think about it.
2006-02-08 12:27 am

I dreamt about Nicole Blackman last night and woke up feeling worthless. Everything I write right now seems silly and contrived.

I need a goal. I need a goal that will get me money. I need to get my mind off Yoshiki. I need to get a comic published. I need to find another friend. I need to find something that doesn't weight itself against my own worth.

I need to get a new CD burner to satisfy my mix-making moods. I need to stop drinking so much that I wake up drunk and go back to bed. I need to get somewhere outside of my room. I need to stop wallowing in a useless love.

I need to do something with all the gold-stamped letters in my outbox, even if it's just scattering them along a random road.

.backwards.forwards.