(diaryland) August 04, 2002 - 1:03 p.m.

OK, like, this might be the PMS talking, but I feel like you would all disappear on me if you found something better.

TELL ME IT ISN'T TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!! Just next time, look at me and give me a sign or something.

You know that song that goes, "...rain and the snow, and there's nowhere to go, and you feel like a part of you is dying...?"

How come they sound so happy when they're singing it? It's freaky. I feel like bits of me are dying. More than just skin cells and stuff. But don't worry; they're probably regenerating too.

Crazy, crazy PMS. I'm awfully hungry.