don't be blue I'll have a thousand before I'm through
thistouches a nerve. it makes me stop and think- maybe I too am that silly girl with her silly hair and silly drama. every boy i've ever petted-cuddled-smiledat-lovedon certainly could qualify as a Joel. what does that mean? should i hide away until i can shed my self-absorbed silliness, misdirected obsessiveness, girlish drama? is every love doomed to fall away in an eternal cycle?
i guess the only way to find the answer is looking back on a life lived. and if it was enjoyable, then really, I'm okay every moment. (at least i hope thats what will be said in the end)
Tuesday, May. 04, 2004
11:58 a.m.
11:58 a.m.