around: Jun. 20, 2002 (10:58 pm)

eventually, we might slip from each other's minds. the memories will get more detatced and we'll wonder why the fuck we don't talk anymore. and, paul, i don't know if this will ever happen to me but i can't imagine it not happening to you? for everyday i open the cut up. remember you. and maybe you do. but i'm afraid i'll never know.

and tongight was a mix. smashed glass, but renewed hope in the form of strangers. and plans are stupid (i believe). it's decisions made there--and plans just lead me to pretend.

i wish i could just sit and read and be content. but i always look around.

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