one - i'm fucked. i'm completely, remarkably fucked, and i can't even believe who i am. i am so unreal.
two - i've been under the illusion, time after time, that i've found love. fortunately, this hasn't been fact for over a year.
three - i really really miss tyshade. we were just reaching a peak in our friendship when he had to go and... y'know. leave. his page is still up on storywrite and allpoetry. if they ever take it down, i'm leaving all these sites.
i'ma be posting journals more. at least one per day.
