oh, i already miss you singing like this overthephone.

Sunday, Oct. 27, 2002 | 7:44 p.m.

i don't know what to say anymore. sometimes i get scared because i don't understand. i want to be in control.

tonight i am insecure. so i'll steal someone else's words to convey this immaturity.

am i not pretty enough? is my heart too broken? do i cry too much? am i too outspoken? don't i make you laugh? should i try it harder? why do you see right through me...

i try as hard as i can.

go on drone