cluttering the net since 2001


Monday, Apr. 24, 2006
Last night I read my year 2001 and 2002 diaries. Only at one point was I bothered by the memories. The rest of the time I had only one thought. Boy was I one fucked up hurting little thing.

This morning while contemplating this entry my only thought is. Boy have things changed. Oh I’m still fucked up, you didn’t think any of that had changed did you? I’m just a little more mature about the fuckedupness. And yes that is a word…now.

Boxx….i lost your username/password again….can you email it to me please at poetical@tmail.com??? Thanks muchly!

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