2003-01-09
9:59 p.m.
bye.


I haven't updated here for 41 days because I don't like this person. I don't like "slut-bucket" and I have been avoiding her. She is not me. She is what I make myself out to be, but she's just as fake as any other diary name I ever went by or ever will go by. The truth is that there is no truth on the internet, not even in online diaries. It's like reality TV. The only reality is that it's really on TV.

If I'm going to be true to myself, it'll have to be to myself, not to the often-edited version I choose to become in order to desperately seek a soulmate somewhere in the millions of miles the internet reaches.

Maybe this makes no sense to you. But I don't care. It's not, nor was it ever, your diary, or even any of your business.

And the best part is that there will be those who think it's a selfish move to discontinue a public diary. Get a life.

 



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                   we are all born mad. some remain so.