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2000-02-20
i realized today some intersting things...
i know that i am a good person, i do.
i know that i try really hard to do the right things, to do right by people.
i know that i am a weak person too, with alot of faults. i know that i act whimfully and indecisively, and that causes alot more pain to myself and others than is necessary.
i know that i feel alot of things that i don't understand, and often times they are very heavy things to lug around, like possessions i never wanted to own.
i know that i am a pretty narcissistic person.
i know that i am sentimental.
i know that i know when i love things, or miss things.
agh.
i hung out with alex today.
and i don't think that i can do that anymore.
just.... i dunno. we were sitting forever in the parking garage today, after a million and one things go wrong (as usual), and i felt warm and happy and comfortable, just sitting still and talking to him.
and i felt like the ticket stub in his car, from when he and chris and i went to santa cruz, like almost a year ago. i felt like that, i felt like i was ten months ago, and i don't want to be ten months ago, and i don't want to feel warm and happy and comfortable around him because that just feels like loving him all over again.
i can't see him anymore.
i can't see you anymore alex.
i'm really really sorry, but let's face it, its sort of pointless, since i can never be just a friend to you. always underlying motivation for the flinging of guacamole. it wont go away. and it will just make me selfish and mean and old and horrible.
and i don't want to be mean and old and horrible. i want to be young and all those things that it means, like post-rain and productivity! and prettiness and light! i don't want to be bogged in heavy things, and alex is alot of heavy things. but alex is nice things. and i like those nice things. fuck.
i dunno. i dunno what to do. i dunno what to think. jus tstay together and think forwards, i guess. i guess. i guess that is all there is to do.
man, life is really hard.
i know i suck.
i know i how much i suck.
f7uck.
back***next***older
they made me do it.
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