to him: LET ME MAKE THIS EASY ON YOU I WONT CALL YOU AND I WONT ANSWER YOUR PHONE CALLS THAT A WAY YOU DON'T HAVE TO FEEL LIKE THE BAD GUY. THE WHOLE I DON'T WANT A RELATIONSHIP THING...BULLSHIT BULLSHIT BULLSHIT
i don't realy know what to say ... i just feel like i need to write i don't know whats wrong... all i know is i feel like it's not worth it any more god whats wronge with me... i there is a god anywhere somewhere please god please just help
so i got up today....got in my car.... left went to school went to park...and BAM! i got hit it sucks. I'm not so much attached to thing thing as dependant on it. WHEN WILL THIS SHIT STOP? SERIOUSLY...FUCK LIFE!
And i felt fine... normal, not stressed, not alone, not sick, not hopeless, not worthless, nothing. It always does this and it's weird to look back on your journal entries when you were down and it's like WOW who is that? I think dropping these two classes is really going to help. we'll see