freaky I watched a Seabiscuit documentary last night, and there was a comment made during the show that made a ton of sense to me, even provoking me to think "heeey, I gotta include that in my next d-land entry." Can I remember what it was? NO. It took me a few seconds to remember what the source for the comment was, and besides, everything feels inside out lately. For example, I came to adore swimming, and now I no longer get nearly as much enjoyment from it. Whereas I used to hope, now I just stew in my disappointment.. and prefer it that way. Writing in my diary used to make me feel alot better, but now I end up angrier then when I first hit the 'add an entry' button. And I have a strange desire to screw a metal grill across my mouth and never ever let another thing either in or out again. Freakish, no? |
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