damik's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Grown up and all that shit I get afraid somethime that I've lost a big part of myself not being slit-your-wrists depressed any more. It was such a big part of me for so long now. I get up in the morning sincerely glad to face he day, I'm enjoying my job, I'm joking and having fun. It's great, and yet I worry that it makes me less intresting, or something silly like that. It's a bizzare compulsion. Can't I be happy being happy? 7:06 p.m. - 01-08-03 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I haven't cut myself in:
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