ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Melodramtic Dear Diary, The world is a mishappen portrait of love and a endless ocean of true lies. A long drawn out note from an opera singer with a cold. Your eyes burn with fire as you stare on because you can't find the will-power to dream. Your dreams have leaked away as slept in that fluffy cotton bed that you thought you could escape to. I should stop writing like this...it doesn't help the soul. It doesn't help at all. I sound so damn melodramtic, because I'm too damn tired of hearing me speak of such shallow things. I'm just typing to type. No real sense all of this. I'm trying to make my writing better but as you all know, I can't write w/o my pain. My Happiness Writing entry. With care, 10:43 a.m. - 2002-05-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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