question.
why is it that when a boy is pining for a girl it is endearing, but when a girl is pining for a boy it is pathetic?
i am pathetic.
posted @ 6:14 PM
just a thought
"I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I'll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time..." --Sylvia Plath
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Thursday, March 31, 2005
i am pathetic.
1 Comments:
You are not pathetic- and it hurts my heart that you think so. I love you, Lindsay.
Sarah
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