Sunday, Jan. 20, 2002 - 6:12 p.m.
I don't know.

I know how many people hate it ... but I like that little imood face up there. It makes my emotions seem simple and innocent. Or surreal. Somehow that comforts me.

I'm feeling quite unhappy at the moment. But I don't know why that is. And I don't want to write about it here, in this diary. No. I won't. I can't.

These feelings will pass. They have to.

I found my naked chick pen. Go read about that.


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