I can't see my friends page. Like, at all. It's just blank. It's been like this for a long time but I forgot about it until now.

I don't think this is worth the hassle.

It's pretty obvious you don't care about me at all anymore. You'd probably deny it, but your actions (or lack thereof) say otherwise. Whatever. I don't know what I saw in you. I know what attracted me to you in the first place, but once I got to know you...I should've run. Especially after we got together and you really let me know what kind of ( Read more... )

So I'm going to have surgery on the 18th of October. So like, 2 weeks from now. But before I get into that, some back story ( Read more... )

Because I have nothing better to do ( Read more... )

I hate you. At the same time, I still love you, but I fucking hate you so much more. I hope that some day the love will die completely and I'll just hate you. It'll be easier that way.

I'm not even me anymore. These drugs they've given me have made me lose myself. Nothing is the same. I can't cry. I want to. I know I should be. But I can't. If I stop taking them, the panic attacks happen again. But if I keep taking them, I stay in this walking dream state I've been in for the past few months. Lose/lose situation. I can't decide ( Read more... )

Everything seems to be going wrong lately. I am so fucking depressed and lonely right now, and there's not even a really good reason. This blows.

I was thinking today. Weird, I know. But I often get lost in my thoughts at work. Anyway, I was thinking of what you said happened to you. All of it. Starting with that one thing and snowballing from there. How sad it made you feel. How awful it was. How much it made you cry. And I kept thinking. I thought of how if it weren't for what you did to ( Read more... )

This is a bulletin I posted on Myspace, but I figured I might as well respost it here on the off chance anyone gives a damn ( Read more... )