11/10/2002 - 1:13 pm

It may sound silly but I don't intend for people to judge me by my words in this diary. I don't think I'm a good enough writer to accurately portray my being through my sentences. And there is a very definite way in which what I write is NOT me. My text is my discarded thoughts - that which no longer occupies my mind as of the moment I release it into permenance.

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