I haven't written a diary entry in some time. I lost faith in them. I find them difficult to write and unimpressive to read. Maybe fiction has more inherent worth than whatever this is. I find fiction dull though. I prefer this rigorous self-analysis to fantasy. This is more useful. I prefer conversation to writing. I like the feedback. I like the reactions. I don't like the uncertainty here. I don't like asking myself if something is interesting. I just want to look at someone and know.
Do you ever get so tired that it feels like the size of you is fluctuating? Like one moment you're the fattest man in the world and the next you're so skinny that you couldn't even have bones?
I put on a John Cougar Mellancamp song. I don't know why. He is one of the worst musicians. He must be so drunk on delusion to have not killed himself by now. He is worse than Nickelback.
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