206. Lizards and dogs
4:49 p.m. & Wednesday, Dec. 06, 2006
I'm strugling to write an entry.
Careen said something about lesbianism that I loved:
it's only weird... (lesbians that is).. because society has conditioned everyone to think that way. its not weird. it may take time getting used to.. but hey, being a lesbian is like... someone who likes... lizards. compared to someone who likes dogs. nothing wrong with it. just different preferences.
I love the way she can express everything I have trouble saying out loud.
I always worry about hurting people. I don't want to make anyone feel the way that crushes me most.
Here, I guess that I can always press the backspace button if I need to.
I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget
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I am me. Nothing more, nothing less. I write. I don?t write beautiful things. I write about things that happen to me. Things that come from my soul. Deep inside me. This is my life. This is my angst. This is my happiness. This is my joy. This is my sorrow, and my pain. I don?t consider myself a 'poet' in any manner. I consider myself a struggling teen just trying to get by in life. I've only a few things left to hold onto. And writing is one of those...
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