Sometimes life sucks.
Decisions have to be made all the time. Who knows if they are right?
Sometimes I think about things what might have happened if I made another decision and where I would have been then.
It's faineant to have such thoughts as they are so absurd.
I had a little date yesterday in the evening. I didn't wanted to take him home with me. The only thing he could think of was his satisfaction and begging me, to give him that satisfaction.
How bad is that?
And the worst thing was, that I could only think of someone else and that I had a bad conscience because I met that man. There's nothing between me and the person I thought of, but I still felt like I betrayed him, even if nothing happened. How silly is that?
I'm sad that Michael Jackson died. I hope that he has now what he always wanted to have. He's going to be even a bigger legend as he was when he was alive. Like Elvis.
6:49 am - June 26, 2009
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