||[Sep. 6th, 2002|01:41 am]
|[||Somedays I feel a little:
there were things that i wanted to write about, things that seemed important or witty or at least remotely interesting. too bad i couldn't get AOL to connect to LJ when they were still on my mind. instead, i've only got whiney and pathetic self-deprecating thoughts on my mind. i'm despising this funk i'm in. i'm sure it isn't very flattering and doesn't encourage others to spend time around me. *sigh* sometimes i wonder if i'd be better off if i just found something far from this place, somewhere to be that didn't remind me of all the mistakes i've made in my life and all the things that i've lost and all the impossible hopes and dreams that have arisen from existing in this place. running away sounds like it'd be so much easier than dealing with it all...