February 5, 2005
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I love tigers. They are the most beatiful animal in existance. They are, for the most part, solitary creatures…like me.
I don’t know where I got the idea that love is real. Maybe it’s all the reading I do…the dream that someday someone will love me. Very untrue. I’m meant to die without love, without meaning, with nothing. But it’s alright….I’ll live…somehow, I’ll live without truly living.
