love, esther ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- exhaustion all i can do is look at this blank screen and wish i had something to write. i'm so exhausted. i need someone or something to lean on. it's so hard, and i'm just so exhausted. parts of me think that i can't do this any longer, parts of me think that it's good to be this busy. it keeps my mind off of other things. and they hurt. still reading. still waiting. why won't things work out for me? i want to crawl through the mirror and live in a mirror world where i could just do what makes me happy, because really, that's all i want. 9:22 pm - Thursday, Oct. 04, 2007 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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