Fireduck

2000.04.20

If you can't destroy something..and can't get away from it, might as well live with it. Last night I tore myself up...phycologicly...I do that every once in a while...I dont know why...I think I am trying to escape from myself...to destroy myself...but something happened that makes me thinks...last night after I finally got to sleep, I slept for almost 10 hours. And after I woke up...I felt good...everything I tore appart was rebuilt...something resisted being destroyed and would not give in to the hate and fear...damn it...words fail me...or I fail them...something is blocking me from expressing what I want to...something wont let me make it clear...how odd.

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