I don't really know what my name has to do with this entry, but I'm sure I'll work it in somehow. I've just found out about some journals belonging to my friends, and they're all so well written! I wish I had the energy to spend more time writing things eloquently, maybe add a couple of short stories or poems. It's not like I'm short of ones I've written! Nikita's is especially beautiful. Well, there is a poem I can write here that isn't too personal, but it's terrible beyond belief.
Look not to the future; it holds only pain.
Look not to the past; it hold only the same.
Look not to the present; it holds not the key.
Look to your dreams; boundless and free.
Short, simple, but more true than you can understand without having experienced it. The rest of my poems are too deep and dark to post here, since I generally only write poems about how I'm feeling. Maybe another time, when I'm very depressed, I'll have the guts to share them.
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