Friday, October 15, 2004

I guess you can say...anything that is everything that has been a negative experience for me is just hitting home now. I'm upset right now. If there is such thing as seriously breaking down, I'm there. I'm dead inside. I was subconciously thinking back to Friday. The show at the legion...everything was so cool, so real. I woke up Saturday morning to a whole new light. Friday night was one of the best...and come to find out, worst nights of my life. Everything I had to look forward to is now behind me. Almost like a bad experience. My hopes, dreams, goals, I put them in back of my pain.
Today I was thinking...I'll never make it in the music business. I feel as though it is once again...too far fetched. I feel stupid, worthless...nothing, as Bill had told me. Bill....what a topic....Bill.... too much to say about what I'm feeling towards that right now. I'm hurt, angry, and upset over what happened. I'll probably never see him again, unless if it's passing by. I'll never be able to sit down and talk to him again, unless I'm with Pete and it's in public. I'll never know what it's like to feel those lips...those juicy, tempting lips against mine again. The flirting, joking, fun times are gone now because of a kiss. One kiss...one kiss that meant more to both of us in which neither of us can admit...

My horror stories revolve around One Kiss

Malia 11:17 PM