neglected


yes, you my poor diary have been neglected in the face of my diaryland one because you don't attract lots of random hits. poor thing. i guess you just want to curl up and die, don't you? no, you don't. what to say, what to write... words often fail me, and leave me speechless, grasping for a word floating hazily around.. i need to be more grounded, i think. i'm too much with the birds or whathave you. a line from juliana hatfield that i really like and agree with... i don't care for boys or girls i only hang around with the birds humans only wreck the world they'll kill your whole family for a string of pearls. so true! so sad... everything about life drives me to some kind of subliminal sadness, a coral reef where fishes impale themselves on shimmering pink rock.

i'm in an affirmative mood. yes. yes. yes. but no. no. no. affirmative and negative, i like to affirm the negative in me. and negate the affirmative. i am a deep bitch, birch that hangs in moonly dusk.

i'll write more later or never... who knows.