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The Journal of Shonda Chrissonberry nothing
12/06/2004 12:29 a.m.
It's raining.
It's gloomy.
I'm lonely.
I'm depressed.
My phone never rings.
My house is too quiet.
I really am not happy.
Oh, and I seem to have lost my ability to write.
(As if I ever had one.)
I see no way out of this misery I call life.
I'm spent.
I am currently Empty
I am listening to my life, which is nothing.
| Member Comments on this Entry |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 12/06/04 at 03:34 AM Now I know you have not lost your ability to write! =) Not possible. It is just hiding for a moment underneath that rock your soul is under. Get rid of those awful thoughts and smile! Your life is much more than nothing. It is part of the something that holds this place together. I am sure it holds many more people/things together in your life as well. |
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