Monday night. £1 a pint night at the local student pub. Followed by a club crawl, possibly. It's traditional. Everyone does it ( Read more... )

I'm doing alright. Not great, not bad. Taking each day as it comes. Just..riding the rollercoaster... A new me is trying to break through. A me that's confident...and goes and gets what he sets his sights on..focussed and motivated. I'm not that person yet, but I will be. Sometimes, I kind've am. This is one of those great definitive ( Read more... )

I pray only for death. Please let it come swiftly, in whatever form.. I no longer wish to exist in this cruel, harsh reality. I am pathetic, I know. I am weak...it is the way I am, and nothing can be done about it. Some things..are just not meant to be.

I still don't know anything.. Yet I must know something.. My mind has been all over the place these last few months. I've felt and thought things I never hoped to...and I'm still here. I'm not done. But I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. Far, far away. I must take this opportunity to reflect...and re-direct my energies inward. Too ( Read more... )

Note to self ( Read more... )

Sometimes...the world, and everything in it is blatantly cruel. I'm a sensitive soul. Why must this happen to me? Knives will end up looking very pretty and shiny to me again at this rate.

Fucking life.

"Hey baby, one of my friends wants me to go on a blind date with you. She said you're pretty matrix. Tmb xxx" ... "It was my friend Clare who said I'd be interested. What are you wearing? ;) Ha, just teasing! Meh, this is weird. TMB ( Read more... )

It's now 45 minutes into wednesday...and I'm still recovering from going out monday night. I got in at 4am, and had to be up at 7am for work. I did it! And was only 10 minutes late..woo. Gotta get up at 6am tomorrow though. Godammit ( Read more... )

I need to accept and love myself. I need to be content with my own company. I need to come to terms with being on my own. I need to let go. I need to move on. I need more than one counselling session per week. I need to stop feeling so depressed..so painful ( Read more... )

I just came across her journal on Xanga. Didn't mean to..just clicked on a link she had up next to her name when I logged into Yahoo..something I don't do much anymore. She was missing being loved..and having someone to come home to on Tuesday. I don't know if that means she was missing me or not. It's doubtful ( Read more... )