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yap yap yap yap yap Written by Diana, on 04-09-2002 23:00 Views 58     Favoured None September 4, 2002 wow i don't like old people anymore. yap yap yap yap yap. they never stop trying to convince you that their life was more extreme than the next. I tied the oldest guy here for first place in trivial pursuit, the prize was a stress ball. *twirls finger in the air* woohoo! Last update: 04-09-2002 23:00 Published in : Words, 2002, September Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us

intolerant of everyone's crap Written by Diana, on 03-09-2002 23:00 Views 69     Favoured None September 3, 2002 i can't stand all these people and a new MALE facilitator. someone commandeered the lounge, i'm really bothered, it's for everyone. ooo i need some caffeine, i'm really missing my xenadrine right now. i think that and the food i ate this weekend are really making me intolerant of everyone's crap. Last update: 03-09-2002 23:00 Published in : Words, 2002, September Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us   like your heart is being ripped away Written by Diana, on 01-09-2002 02:31 Views 65     Favoured None September 1, 2002 (1:31am) I know guilt hits me every so often, when I allow myself the time to sit and think about the things that I've done, but the thought of losing the only support you have just can't compare. When the threat, and I mean real threat, is placed before you things seem...different. They seem real. Like the damage you're doing to this body that isn't yours is actually, for once, threatening to hurt you as well. When you feel like your heart is being ripped away, there isn't enough control in this world to make it seem okay. Can you recover for those around you? or do you, like everything else in life, have to do it...for you? Can you take the fear of losing and make it your entire focus? Will that be enough? I don't cry, I just can't seem to, but the one thing that breaks me is the thought of losing the people I care about. I think that's why sometimes I can't feel, because it hurts too much. Because if it was ever known how much I cared, I don't think I could ever show my face again. Last update: 01-09-2002 02:31 Published in : Words, 2002, September Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us

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