maybe it's better?
01/28/2003 11:53 p.m.
I was yucky. Feeling not good. I had read a poem called "Laura" ... and one called "Gone" ... they depressed me. And I moped. And posted a journal entry.

Then I realized ... hey, dork, did you not write like forty poems about John? Yeah, yeah, I did. So I read them. And read the things that I'd said. Statements I'd made. Found myself guilty of that "poet promise" stuff Koye and I are so offended by. And I realized that all those things... they don't apply anymore. John isn't an issue for me at all. And even if I think of him, it's never in way that denies my feelings for Tommy. Or shadows them, or dwarfs them. None of that. Things that happened with me and John have nothing to do with things that are happening with me and Tommy. Why shouldn't it work the other way around? So I think I have a grip. I think so.

He wuvs me. He told me so. I'm not worried. I'm okay.

*deep breath*

I'm such a girl.

Sorry.
I am currently Loved
I am listening to Ashley on the phone with Camille