June 22, 2002 | 10:28 PM

I say too much out loud. I walk around bleeding all over the place and all over everyone. I need too much attention and affection. I need to be held and loved more than anyone I know. I need constant reassurance. I feel lonely to the bone today. I want to skip over this part. It�s too hard. I want to be adored and I want to be kissed for hours and hours. I want to be romanced and slow danced. I want to be read stories and bought old jazz records.

These I fear are not the things I�m meant for.