Tuesday
Jul052005
Sometimes. A Moment Of Another Girl.
Tuesday, July 5, 2005 at 07:51PM
One. I'm exhausted.
Two. I can never figure out how to leave a comment for her without being a xanga-person because I'm old. And tired.
Three. She's pretty cool. I like her.
Four. There's something on TV about a place I'm going to. So, I'm hiding for an hour and going to bed. Or I might just go to bed.
Two. I can never figure out how to leave a comment for her without being a xanga-person because I'm old. And tired.
Three. She's pretty cool. I like her.
Four. There's something on TV about a place I'm going to. So, I'm hiding for an hour and going to bed. Or I might just go to bed.
Longing for: a good, cold night, a turtleneck, a hot cup of coffee held between cold hands, and a thick book I won't reach the end of soon but can lose myself inside of. It's easier to feel this lonely in the winter.
