----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Monique can't make the sense Whenever anything new happens in my environment (whether I replant myself in a new place or someone evacuates themselves from my life) I always seem to get extremely nauseous. Right now I have been going from city to city like I have no home, which I guess is a little bit true. My parents will always let me stay here and Vancouver will always welcome me back but, as long as I don't know what I'm doing, I have no place to go. I can't seem to even comprehend proper grammar or a full sentence right now. I have rewritten every single of these thoughts just to come a little closer to the sense-making. How could I be with Levon and bring my life together all in one motion? 9:51 p.m. - 2006-05-27 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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