i don't think i could ever live alone. i am too much like a kitten/puppy/baby. i need attention; when i cry i need more attention; when i get hurt, even more. i might be pathetic [at best.]
i have an addiction to dependency; atleast i am not ignorant/selfish/a liar. how do people live their lives that way?
i miss [him] right now; i wonder if he misses me.
written on 2003-07-21 at 1:46 p.m.
she / lost