I AM SO LOOOOOOOOOOONELY...

I'm at my cousin's house, but yet I still feel lonely... weird.

I mean, I don't really know WHY I'm even writing this journal. It won't help. I am still just basically talking to myself.

It's not like anybody reads these things.

I don't really blame them though. I never post any art, and my journals probably aren't worth reading, and with the way my life has been so hectic lately, I had a long stretch of time where I couldn't even get on for one reason or another. And even though I'm back now, I still feel like I am no longer REALLY a member.

My cousin wants to be a fashion designer when she grows up, so her mom got her a mannequin. She is tall and pretty, but the way she seems to loom over everything else in the room is slightly creepy. I have named her Debbie.

I think maybe I'll just go dance with Debbie. She is a very good dancer. And listener. Maybe we'll talk, too. I don't know what exactly we'll talk about, but I'm sure it will be interesting nonetheless.

Ta-ta for now, I guess.