miC.heal's meM.oirs . . .

tueS.day - auG.ust 12th, 1986

Overload.

I knew it wouldn't last... my happiness, my love.

Depression and questions overwhelm me. Can't stand this life anymore. Break down... a great one is in store for me soon. Kelly and Sharol have moved to San Francisco for good. Greg will be leaving soon to Arizona. I'm moving out of the apartment. I don't know where I'll live. In my car? Only place really left for me. I really don't feel like I have anyone to turn to, to support me, to fall back on. Sure , a lot of people say that I could stay with them or come to them with any problems, but I feel they all, are making empty promises. I feel like running away. I'm getting rid of most of my possessions. Getting ready for something, but I'm not sure what it is.

Kelly was so mean and cold to me last night. Last night, Paul, Chris, Duane and Kelly were all there. All of which I've gone to bed with.

Overload.

I couldn't handle it. Not even a conversation. No real emotion shown. I hate my life. I want to get in touch with my soul. To know it. I want to discipline it. Make it learn. I want to study reincarnation. I'm obsessed with it. Also I'm obsessed with being alone, I feel so much better. My body is only a thing I'm using in this lifetime. My next life must be better. What I'm I learning in this life though? I need to do away with material things and concentrate on my inner-being. I think I've found the key. All I need to do is discipline myself. To learn and reach peace with myself.

-Dane

 



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