one day morning March 08, 2004 monday - 22:54 i'm so tired my psychomotor skills are all awry and i can't types properly one day all this will seem like a joke.. a long and crazy semi-nightmare.. a dream.. one day all this will be something to cringe at, like the bad hair of the eighties, but more painful.. because one day, things will be different.. things will change.. they must. one day everything will be fine.. more likely, one day all this shit will pass away....... and there will be shit of a different sort to deal with. maybe things will be better.. well, how can they get worse? but it's hard to imagine. one day... one day things will be different, whether better or worse.. please... diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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