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Jan 31, 2004 16:29

I don't understand myself, i don't understand the contradictory impulses, the need to be near other humans when i cannot bear to speak to them. I am becoming shyer, and more lonesome. I want home, the hills and hidden streams and endless forests and the quiet and the peace. And nothing is expected, i can curl for days with my books and records, ( Read more... )

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burntnorton January 31 2004, 20:16:26 UTC
i hate being with my friends in london. i hate being by myself in london.
i dont understand it either.
something is seriously fucked up.
clothe yourself in the warmth of dear dear friends. apparell many are without.

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pashu February 1 2004, 13:51:40 UTC
oh jennie, please remember i am always always here for you. i know exactly how you feel and i am sorry you have to feel that way. i am also sorry we aren't able to see each other everyday like we used to last year, but i was thinking on my way back to school, how lucky we are to even be in the same state. because we could be even farther apart, and it could be harder. i am glad i get to see you when i do, and call you a lot. and it's almost getting to spring, we are almost there and we have break and then a little more and then summer...it will all be lovely jennie

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maniack February 2 2004, 11:39:37 UTC
Well don't I just feel like shit...

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Re: dying_moth February 2 2004, 16:07:14 UTC
oh kels-
that was just a bad moment... i love you dearly.
jenn

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