It is scary to finally try to do something for myself. Frightening and kind of lonely, but at the same time, freeing. I'm so damn sick of everyone telling me what they want me to do, because I love all of them so much, and I can't make them all happy. I just need to be me, a red patch in the sea of black coats.
10:17 p.m. - Thursday, Mar. 10, 2005
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