bore: Jul. 21, 2002 (8:38 am)

and there's really nothing to say. becase nothing that's happening matters...because i don't want it to matter. i'm not content. and i don't even want to think about what i'm doing. 'cause i'm not going to want to do it. i'm just incredibly fucking bored. and i know it.

but maybe it will keep me from being a fool. maybe it will help me not think about paul. about mat. about alex. for one more night. maybe it will help me see what i want from everyone. (if i know i'm not doing what i want now)

maybe i'm just excusing myself so i still feel like a romantic.

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