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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

I forgot how lonely I can be.

Did anyone ever respond to you in a such a way that seemed so unlike them, and that dissapointment was so overwhelming the only you could do was stop talking. It's hard thinking that if a situation could never apply to the viewer/reader/listener you can be virtually be unsuccessful in getting feedback. It's kind of the way columns in newspapers stay on. Or TV shows. If it doesn't somehow relate to the viewers life, they don't take it as seriously as they would other things. The topic needs to hold the interest of the people there, and there's a problem when it transfers over to friendships.

I never realized how much I needed to change of myself to fit a standard of friendship to other people. I guess this is why it's been so difficult to hold on to friendships. Times like these comes and all I can do is stop talking.

so there...

silence,
Zu

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