This diary started when I was holding on to the girl I once was. And that girl died a painful death this summer.
So, I am going to enter my 29th year and 2004 with a new bang, a new place, some new faces, and a new job.
Stick with me here -- I'm going to do amazing things.
New diary is secured. Email [email protected] for the new address and find out why, Gentle Reader, my life is so fucked up. Peace out.