seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- diary entry These days are endless and blank to me. I sit in front of this white screen with nothing much to write or create. When I get an A- I feel like killing myself. And everyone I know is throwing up in bathrooms. And I am just asleep to it all. I want to take back words and eat balanced meals. This is impossible. This inner-child, this cliched inner-child, she has braided her hair down the center because she can-- because it has been straight for a while and because she will not sunburn on her nose and she has magically cocooned away in the safest but farthest part of me. I have become third-grade fractions, division. And there is something soothing about nothingness-- it is a void to fall and stay in. and I have come to comfort this every day until-- 11:25 - 08 May, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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