miC.heal's meM.oirs . . .

weD. - feB.ruary 4th, 1987

"Smooth Operator"

NO JOB!! YET!!

a little nobody that wants to be a great (big) somebody.

I can't believe I am not working.

So undisciplined!

My downfalls.

All of them.

My other, and first journal is finished. Now this is the only one.

My only one... Kelly.

Sade is playing, her music. My true love's music, Sade.

"Smooth Operator"

Maybe, but then, why do I feel this way? Do I really want to be alone?

Yes, just as long as someone wants me. Too many people I do not know. My god, where do I begin?

How!?!

With what purpose in mind.

Am I a slave to love?

"Your love is king" (or keen?)

Kelly knows. Knows a lot. My faults, my feelings. Knows too much. I let her in, and again, I am burned. Why do I do this to myself and also them? It hurts both of us. I DID let her in. I invited her in, demanded her presence in me.

Why?

When I vowed never gain?

"Come in Kelly, and kill my monster of hate."

It was gone but now it comes again. Haunting me of those I really do love. He won't let me be hurt, and lies to me and tells me;

" I will never let you down again."

With you in mind (or) With Kelly in mind

and then...

Id, Ego, Superego

 

...back...

 

 



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