If you beleive they put a man on the moon. On Saturday, Oct. 07, 2006 at 12:35 p.m.
I'm looking to hard for something that isn't coming. I have a best friend I'm hesitant to call my best friend. Maybe things will get better with us but today was my last conversation about what's wrong. I'm not wasting any more Saturday mornings crying on the phone.
I think people are supposed to be lonely and confused. It's the state we thrive in. Friendship can only go so far because you really can't count on people. And intamacy between signifigant others is almost always short lived. No one stays together forever. So what if it takes me a little longer to trust. Most people don't deserve it anyway.
