i know exactly what you mean.
i'd love to go into greater detail, but i've been tired lately. but i'm glad i'm reading your words again, i like the kind of person you seem to be.

somebody
d i f f e r e n t.

You should try reading some of Jodi Picoult books. I have read all of them, and they are So good, and they make you think a lot. You may feel a certain way on something at the begining of the book, and then compleatly different by the end.

That's why my favorite book is Catcher in the Rye. It's about real people.

American Mcgee's Alice is my favorite. That and the Myst series.

Lol, you do that a lot, huh? :) It's fine. It's yours; you can do what you want. I'll be reading your next one!

you don't have to apologize for your human urges.
you know i've had, like, six or seven pillowbooks by now.
it's about what you want, and need.
not about what your readers will think of you.

i don't wish for things anymore.
but it's more to do with a sort of content feeling, than a real self-satisfaction. i don't feel like i don't need anything anymore. i just realize that the way things are now are okay, too. okay in a different way.

love.

...although everyone has already said it, I'll say it again.

What a creeper.
I know it was probably unintentional,
but still.

Creep! watch for those old church men.

Goddammit that guy was so creepy! I wanted to punch him in the mouth!

Ugh. :( I hope next time you see him you tell him where to shove it. I feel kind of like that when I hear about college guys hitting on my fifteen-year-old niece.

Why do stupid people have to exist?

i did too, reading this.
oh no.

there are those of us who wish we could write like you. your writing is amazing natalie.

i must be destined to be a serial killer.
i am not shy (usually) but i would send you letters if you'd like.
poetry is, most definitely, fricking hard.
and you are a fantastic writer--the best i know. miles above anything i have ever read. i am, quite frankly, jealous.