Clap Hands 
factories and smoke
søndag, november 17, 2002
People talking....keeps us alive.
I'm so crazy. I don't know what to think. Do I want a boyfriend? I've asked myself that a lot, but have only said 'yes' about two times....lots of questions arise...and answers all in negation. so yeah. but then there are those few times, or moments of reflection where i feel sorry for myself and listen to john mayer. i'm such a crazy fuck.
now if only i could go into depth on this damn web page. myabe i should be a normal kid and write poetry. how lame. people are lame. I bitch too much. i have to get up early. ah well.
god another thing about the public posting is that I can't whine, becuase then people would be like, "she whines a lot" which I do, but you just wait till I actually say what I think. it's a bunch of self pity. and no one wants to hear that.
i feel like two years ago.
I didn't like Punch Drunk love. sorry.
night.
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