I'm not quite sure what brings me back to livejournal, my old friend. The need to express I presume ( Read more... )

im finding myself to be unhappy with my current daily routine. school seems completely pointless. i only need to be here for 3 periods of the day, but im stuck here for 7. four periods of my day are just filling space. im not even enjoying photography as much as i did in the beginning of the year. im getting lazy and i havent shot a good roll in a ( Read more... )

im home from school today. i feel so insanely shitty right now. my head is exploding. i think im going to puke...again. and im depressed. i feel fucking stupid for feeling so depressed, because my problems are so small and so dumb. its even dumber because i am really lucky to have what im depressed about. i hate feeling like this. i wish i could go ( Read more... )

fuck my parents
they make me fucking miserable and dont even care
i hate them
fuck off and die.

Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say

well, ladies and gentlemen, i am afraid i am going to have to make this journal friends-only because certain parents of mine do not have the god-damned decency to give me some privacy.

add me and i will certainly add you back. i appologize for the inconvenience. oh wait, no i dont. my nosy mother and father should appologize for that.

i know this is the zillionth depressed entry in a row, but its not like i have anything else to do. i feel like escaping. god this was pointless. i cant even think of anything good to write.

have you ever lost something
that you wish more than anything you could have back
hoping you could just walk down the street
or down the hallway at school
and say "oh! there it is!" and pick it up
and put it safely in your pocket?
i do.

i'm doomed.

i must be stupid to believe anything he said to me.
it feels like nobody fucking cares.
i dont have anything to wake up for tomorrow morning. maybe if i had some cocoa puffs, or even a box of lucky charms. but i dont even have that.
damn.