The synth enfused song of my life . . .

[	mood	|	upset	]
[	music	|	Virginia Plain-Roxy Music	]

Do you ever get the feeling that script writers are running out of ideas? Every single novel I see these days (ones I hadn't even heard of before) seems to have "Now a major motion picture" written across the top. Yuck.

I don't know what's wrong with me anymore. Usually it was something I could pinpoint. But now I know I'm slipping into dangerous territory, because I can't tell why I'm unhappy anymore.

to whom it may concern . . .tell me something real. Tell me something that's yours.