12/12/05
I don't want to be alone. In life, of course. What a sad circumstance, that of JM'sadoption. Bullshit. I am the sad circumstance. I make myself sad. I liked H, but it's true. This is not it. This was never it. What is it? That's actually what makes me sad. It.
Las cosas que van a la basura en la basura deberÃan quedarse.
