Monday, June 19, 2006

Would drugs help me? Maybe they'd change or remove this fear in me that prevents me from doing what I need to do.

I'm fucking sick of feeling as though I have something to say but the second I have the opportunity to write or speak...there's nothing there. I don't have anything special to say to anyone so I'm wondering what the point is.


Music's all I've got. I can't seem to write anymore, fuck singing, and fuck being surrounded by the people I care about, I know it can't happen and I feel that it's selfish to want it as badly as I do.

There is no warmth in this empty space.

I'm done for now, this is all fucked...is it really wise/safe to allow people like me to blog at this hour?
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Anonymous said...

obviously not that safe! i still see warmth though, but thats cos i *know* you (not in person but you know, lol whatev) and i know its just been an "eh few years". though i'm not sure what would make a little less "eh". like we were saying the other day, you kinda need a catalyst out of the norm to be able to write a good poem. and when everything stays the same...it kinda feels like your repeating your self. but maybe you should just give it a go, cos it might make you feel a bit better! *hugs*

Luisa xoxo

Monday, June 19, 2006 4:30:00 PM

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