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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Sunday, October 26, 2003

It's days like these that I wish I never bothered with love.
Been thinking alot about my relationship w/ Louis (again). I have a strong feeling I'm going to Boston Museum School wich means I'll be working my ass off and never be home. Also, my unhappness has come back ten fold. I just dont know what to do any more. I dont want to hurt him but I dont want to go through this. I dont know if I'll regret it in the end, or if any one will even want me if I do. Besides, who would want a fucking artist any way. I'm like a red flag. It's like people see me and think "uselss". I just dont know what to do. I feel so lonely.