WHAT THE FUCK DO I WANT?????

Tears don't fall, they crash around me...

So, its happened, its finally happened. A couple weeks ago, i was sitting out on my balcony smoking a cigarette when Tony popped in my head. Not too strange, he tends to do that, but something odd happened. I thought about him, what he meant to me, how i felt about him, and i realized something. I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing. No pain, no ( Read more... )

what the fucking hell do i want?!

If I had a dollar for everytime i wrote the phrase "I (just) don't know what to do (anymore)", I'd be very rich.

After all this time, after all of these years, i've finally figured out what my problem is. I wanted, i expected my life to be a romance novel. How silly...

i know why i can't talk to john about being depressed... He doesn't know how to deal with it...

i'm so depressed but i don't know why... I can barely eat or sleep, and i don't even know what the cause is... I don't know what to do...

also remember not to sit next to joe.

to myself: Inhibitions DO fly out the window when you are drunk.