|
Previous - this entry written on June 17, 2003 at 8:40 pm - Next I keep wanting to write something dramatic, full of song lyrics and memories and hints so obvious they end up just looking silly. I keep wanting contact, wanting to believe, wanting something to actually happen instead of this constant empty floating, waiting, nothingness. I want to interact. It would really help if I could find my way out of the cave I'm still hiding in. *blink*
Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven - - Do Not Feed The Moose - |
