I'm depressed. I don't know what it is, but a part of me feels so empty, like there is nothing there, nothing inside to keep me from falling. I feel myself falling, and I can't pull myself back, what is it? What has me? I'm gone, and he has me. I don't know. My dreams lie with someone else, someone I don't know, someone I love, someone I may never ( Read more... )

I feel like shit

I feel like the only one I am ever talking to anymore is the void. The void that reaches over all our heads and is the gap that we have fallen into. It is the gap I am in, and I can't seem to find my way out. All I see aroound me are the computer voices, ringing from those I thought myself to be one with. Yet I am not. If I amin this void alone, ( Read more... )

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I went to Chris' live journal today. It was the first time in a long time, and it felt strange, lioke I was betraying someone. I had not been there in so long, and i didn't care anymore, but I guess part of me still did. Anyway, I discovered that I am sick of trying to hold something against him. So he thinks I'm the scum of the earth. That's his ( Read more... )

So, guess who GRADUATED yesterday! WooHoo!

I have had the worst fucking day in a long time and I hate men. Why do I hate men? Because they are all selfish, uncaring bastards, that gain pleasure in ignoring those who surround them. Well, for my situation that didn't make a lot of sense, but what the hell. I am in such a mood, and to make things so much worse, i was working on a jewelry piece ( Read more... )

I was just looking at a new picture of Jewel, and I swear she had a nose job! It doesn't even look like her. I cleaned out my room and closet from 9-midnight last night, and guess what, my room still looks like a disaster. Better news though, I started on another sewing project and I call it "deconstruction". I'm taking jeans with a rip in the ( Read more... )

what? Is Chris starting to understand that he is an asshole? How joyful. I want him to apologize to me for being an asshole. I would forgive him. Really, i would.

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