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Thursday, May 23, 2002

last night my mother and i had a discussion about love. it managed to be both horrible and depressing. so that was fun.

i can't help the fact that i hate the idea of losing myself to another person. or finding myself through losing myself to another person. or whatever it is people get so excited about.

when i expressed this idea, my mother told me that i'd never receive love, either. and i said, "great, thanks. i'm going to bed." or something along those lines.

so i guess that means i'm well on my way to achieving my goal of being that crazy old lady wearing a housedress and waving a broom and yelling at the neighbor kids to stay out of her begonias.

you know, the lady who drives a periwinkle chevy impala and dies alone at the age of 73 with 50 cats.

i'm allergic to cats.

i can't win.





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