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I quit lookin at the clock,it will only bring me down and it wont bring you here...Marg Reading my old diaries on the phone with Juj last night really made me want a written diary again. I remember writing pages and pages about school and guys and my family and mostly guys. I remember sharing them with Nora and Juj on our sleepovers. Laughing at our silly insecurities and unrequited loves. I miss that. I wrote a lot in middle school. Four diaries worth, in fact. I don't think Nora or Juj could say that. Sometimes I try to start up again but there's always that beginning. Where I feel I need to explain myself and what has already happened in my diary. I don't know why. The only other people who read it are Nora and Juj and they certainly know everything about me. I guess when I write in diaries, even this one, I picture who is reading it. Even if no one does. Maybe someone will read my written diary years from now and wonder when my birthday is or what happened before I started writing. Maybe. |