Feb 09, 2005 00:37
I suck.
I miss home.
I don't even know where home is.
I guess it would be at Aaron's house, since that is where I feel most comfortable.
It's so weird, that at some points in the day, I sit and think about how easy it is for me here, and how I don't have to worry about everything. It's running so smoothly.
But, then the rest of the day I think about how alone I feel here.
I'm pathetic.
I'm not cut out for anything.
At school, it's so easy to pass my art classes; just do what the teacher asks for.
But, I don't feel like I have any talent anymore.
I have lost my creativity and imagination, and it's driving me up the wall.
What am I even doing this for?
What is even going to come of all of this.
Agh, I'm lame. I'm going to wake up in the morning, and everything is going to be fine.
I'll be fine.
I'm a mess.
Someone put me back together.