Sometimes there are diaries that I relate to so much that it aches. I found a diary yesterday, and for some reason I was drawn in. Reading it made me want to sob for the person writing it, and sob for myself because I understood. Sometimes you read something that touches you, that makes you feel the need to write. Sometimes I feel like nothing I could write could compare to what I've read other people's diaries. I mean all the people on my buddy list have their own way of writing, but it's theirs and it's beautiful. I'm not sure if I'm making any sense, so I guess I will stop thinking for a few hours till my soaps come on.
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all words � Jennifer L. Bey, 2003.
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