i do not know which is worse: to not know what i want to do or to know what i want to but could not do it.
i saw a friend's blog today. =) i'm glad she's writing, because it's beautiful. i'd love to be able to express myself that well, to put into words i would comprehend my feelings. yet the jumble inside.... to even start thinking about them, is a chore. but without clearing the mess, i'm in a mess. i miss her.
what i thought i liked, i can't do now. i want to run and hide again.
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