magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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31 July 2002

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slept miserably last night. waking every couple of hours, feeling empty.

i'm still crying quite a bit. i'm still fighting this urge to call her. (i know she's not my whole life. i know she's not my whole life.)

plus, money-wise, i'm worse off than i've ever been. i've paid my august rent, my car insurance, but all my other bills are sneaking up. including tuition. my credit cards are very nearly maxed out. and i have no motivation to do anything about it.

i have no motivation to do anything. to write. draw. work. i just want her to tell me that everything is going to be okay.