10-09-08| 1:58 am
I still study my own reflection as if it were that of a stranger and that is how I know I'm not there yet, I'm not the girl I am meant to be. Girl, woman, human. Person. Just trying to match up real and imagined.
There is something else important. I cried and I asked, probably of the wrong person, "Can't I be enough?" And that's all you need to understand.