2005-03-14 1:10 p.m.

I sit next to you on the couch and can't stop fidgeting. I'd die if you noticed my constant pit checking and how I wish my lips weren't so chapped. It must feel like kissing foil. Horrible worst ever. My ears are ringing...Someone's talking about me and I hope its's good.
When did I stop longing for true love?
I wished for it once. It came true but I could not reciprocate. What's wrong with me. I knew he was genuine and that he could be everything I wanted.So where's the malfunnction. This must be punishment for something.

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