(for nathan; secret reader of this diary)
i dont like my job or my church
but i love the people who exist inside those places
i am moving out
but just because i dont like having room-mates
i am staying in dallas
but i dont know why
there are things i dont like
things i cant control
rules that must be obeyed
i want to be like david
who didnt touch God's anointed, even when they were wrong.
i sometimes wish that i could live inside my closet.
i wish the walls were still painted black
and the music still scary
but i am glad
that inspite of all the rules
we are more friendly
that God does exist
that dallas talks
that we are still alive
1:01 a.m. - 2003-10-25
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