[a n t i j a m s e c t] --------------------------- 06 February 2003 this is not a list: i am ready to give up on everything. when everything seems to be or go wrong. i have hurt everyone i care about in ways beyond repair in the sense that some things are beyond understanding, and not in that way that it couldn't be conceived of or done. at every turn i unravel a bit more. i feel suffocated in my own life. i want to and then i don't know how and then i don't want to anymore. this is an essay about everything that exists or is imagined to exist. things always feel the way they do? worn out. it's not mine. i don't know what it means. to anything. [back] [archive] [forth] --------------------------- . | note | book | survey | profile