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Jul. 19th, 2001 02:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfyi'm a bit confused.
she (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evalove) added me as her friend... like over 7000 (!!!!!!!!!) other people... strange strange... is this a way to be added to a thousand friends lists easily?
hm.
anyway.
i'll be gone tomorrow for a few days. visit zorn again. my holidays. *smiles*
i don't think you'll miss me... made entries seldomly these days. don't know why. theres just nothing important happening.
i miss sae's entries.
just for one reason i'd like to be in the steinbruch on saturday... to hug martin... sigh. i hope everything gets better soon.
i'm thinking about death so often, about dying. no, i don't want to commit suicide... but... for example... let there be the slightest reason, an accident *could have* happened... i am right at thinking about what could have been. so *often*. i wonder why. i don't want to die. and its not... that i am in fear when thinking about these situations... its just... a thought.
wired.
i started to write in a normal journal again. seems to be easier in some ways... i wonder why. hm.
i'll miss you.
she (
evalove) added me as her friend... like over 7000 (!!!!!!!!!) other people... strange strange... is this a way to be added to a thousand friends lists easily?hm.
anyway.
i'll be gone tomorrow for a few days. visit zorn again. my holidays. *smiles*
i don't think you'll miss me... made entries seldomly these days. don't know why. theres just nothing important happening.
i miss sae's entries.
just for one reason i'd like to be in the steinbruch on saturday... to hug martin... sigh. i hope everything gets better soon.
i'm thinking about death so often, about dying. no, i don't want to commit suicide... but... for example... let there be the slightest reason, an accident *could have* happened... i am right at thinking about what could have been. so *often*. i wonder why. i don't want to die. and its not... that i am in fear when thinking about these situations... its just... a thought.
wired.
i started to write in a normal journal again. seems to be easier in some ways... i wonder why. hm.
i'll miss you.
