Talk to me, don't stop talking to me, please, please, hold my hand, no, don't go silent, talk to me, don't turn away, talk more to me, please, no, please don't walk away, don't say goodbye, please talk to me, please, I can't hear you anymore, don't leave me, please, don't disappear, please...

Okay, I'm calm now.

Last entry now private.

Thanks for your support pryde. *hug*

So tired, and cold, and numb. I don't want to think anymore, I don't know what the hell I'm saying to people.

Someone save me, please.

I know things, I write about them, I tell people, but i do not realise. I wrote what's below about 6,7 weeks ago. Look at it, it's exactly how I feel. But I never was able to put it into words. Because, I already had.

Blaming the whole world for my current mood: restless. I can’t sit still, can’t think, every song on the radio is the wrong one. Someone tie me down and knock me out because I need sleep. Sleep is bliss. Eight odd hours where I don’t have to consciously process impulses; when I dream I can be anywhere I want to be. Then I wake up, alone, and more ( Read more... )

It is official:

I am a Conquer addict!

Lock me up now.

So, yesterday something happened which made me realise a couple of things. First of all, I can think I have dealt, I can think I had moved on, I was at peace, but clearly I wasn't. I didn't realise this until I actually uttered the words as to why I can't go back to Australia. I know, however, that sometime I will get over this, but Bas was right ( Read more... )

WE WON!

And I'm sick as a dog.

Time for bed now.
I wish I could breathe....

Your Mood Ring is Orange
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Your Birthdate: July 4
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