i'm naked inside my fear
the naked truth.


September 07, 2004 | 11:41 pm
so it's gotten a little bit better. i have made some friends. none of them seem to want to be here, as the first thing i have in common with them is a hatred for this place.

they seem like people i could know forever.

i hope ryan doesn't resent my going out and drinking and having a good time with them. if he did, i would understand. i cannot promise that i would not feel a little pang of pain if he was going out three nights in a row and drinking -- especially with people i did not know.

i just wish he knew i wanted him to be there -- all the way. i want him to be at every bar and every restaurant and on my couch and with me all of the time. i can't get through ten minutes without talking to him.

i wish he knew... but somehow i sense that he does not.

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