secure: Aug. 22, 2002 (1:29 pm)

out of the shower laying on my back i still can't think of anything but you. i want to make you better not worse. i want to be your friend. parts of you are wonderful. i want you to respect me. i want us to love each other. as friends ought to. what are you thinking now?

the sky umbrellas us all and i wonder where you all are. what you are doing. and why don't you think of me.

maybe if i left here more often.

you said you would never leave. multiple times. why?

maybe i'm just sad because i want something else. and it's a risk. and you never are.

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