2001-04-23 - 8:13 a.m.

I am at school. I woke up dead. Blissfully dead. I really don't know what to write. I can't function right now. I haven't cried yet. Sad but true. In a way I want to but in a way I want to continue feeling dead. Maybe this is better, easier than the pain. But it doesn't feel real?

regrets - hopes

the past