My problems... *shrug* ...suddenly not quite as serious. Misery does love company, and I found it in spades... and once again, she leaves me thinking of my own life when I was her age. I don't know if anything really mattered to me... not for long. Life kept slipping past, one day after the other, each one a fight, just to keep going, to keep trying to find something... I believed in love too. I though that if I just found that one person who loved me, that it would all work out... that it would get better from then on.

In a way, I was right... I have found those who love me, and those who I love... after reading her latest entries, I always find myself stunned at how clearly I can remember what it is to have no one... not to even really let myself feel the emptiness, most of the time... I am fortunate, to have found so many. I wish her the same fortune... she deserves far better than what she's got, no one deserves to have a steel-blade grey life. NO ONE.