Can I palpate your face with my fist?
Friday, Apr. 18, 2003 at 1:57 a.m.
Ok. Wow. I dont know what the fuck is wrong with me. I was having some sort of psychotic epidose or something, that completely came from nowhere. Yea all of that is true. But it couldnt possible be as bad as I made it sound.
And the thing with *boy* wasnt as bad as I thought it would be either. He did mention it but it was not a big deal. All we really did was work on our take home test together.
If I cant keep a promise to myself, how do I expect to trust myself? If I cant even trust myself, then how do I expect to trust anyone else?
*Swing swing from the banana tree* - That makes me laugh
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