| but all i ever find, my love, are cliches that don't rhyme.Is it pathetic that I haven't been an "active Xanga-er" for at least two years...and that it took me about ten minutes to figure out how to navigate the new Xanga? Ugh.
Anyway. Nobody even reads this, but I guess it's nice to be "back", to have a purpose - an identity of sorts.
I used to delude myself with notions of grandeur; this disorder was a cause - a stand for beauty, truth and independence, a martyrdom, something worthwhile.
Now, I just want to be dedicated to something, to anything. Where did all of my "strength" go? Because that's how it works - you hone your motivation, diligence and focus on one thing, and it transfers over to the rest of your life so that everything else, also, falls into place. Right?
My mom said she'd take me shopping before school starts next week. I haven't been shopping all summer, partially due to lack of time, partially out of lack of energy. I wonder how much weight I can lose in a week.
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