4:14 a.m. - October 06, 2003
Chickenshit
All of a sudden this journal has lost its power, its mystique, its talisman properties.
Writing here no longer wards off the bogeyman and this struggle of wills so similar to
Ah, fuck. I've lost it. When it comes down to it, I'm in this alone and I'm chicken.
What else to say?
