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Thursday, May 18, 2006
7:27 PM
I feel so lost now. Baby, if you're any closer to finding me, please hurry. I don't think I can hold on any longer. I'm losing my grip. What's this life about? Has it been worth living? Thinking back, how many lives had I touched and made a significant difference? Fortune teller said I would find true love this year, and might die two years later. Gosh. What crap. I'm already losing track of life.
One step forward, two steps back.
One slip sideways, you're off the track.
Evidently, I went off track. Trusted the wrong people, fell for the wrong person, went to the wrong school, did the wrong things, and the list goes on. The only right thing? Making friends with Jane, Liko, Renee and Chloe. You girls were great, really. Please don't leave me alone, alright? I hope it isn't too much to ask for.
Love,
Me.