reading my notebook: that's just fine
December 20, 2003 @ 2:27 p.m.
Anne's reading my notebook. A study of faith and calm, this is.
I always hoped when people read my notebooks I would be long dead, so my thoughts wouldn't seem so harsh and so real. Mostly my thoughts aren't that harsh at all, I suppose. They're more disturbing, and juvenile. There's a lot of things I have put off dealing with and more that I spend too much time dwelling on.
But either way I was hoping no one would read them until the thoughts were stale and undone, with many years in front of them.
So I don't know why I'm letting her read it, except that she asked to. And I felt perhaps it was a good time to let her know my true fears and psychoses. I know I won't be the same in her eyes after this, and that's fine. She will know me as young and naive, and since that's how everyone recognizes me I suppose that will be fine.
Yep. Just fine.
Feeling: eh.
Listening to: Puddle of Mudd's "Away From Me" is in my head
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