Really its just as the title suggests, i don't know what to do with myself, i don't feel right, and i haven't for a very long time. My brain itches like there's something crawling around in it, eating away at me. Destroying me, i find myself hating people i used to, care, about. Well, as much as I could really. My mood changes so quickly, like ( Read more... )

Well.
My life was getting better, i was finally starting to grow up.
Think about myself as a person and mature, think things through and logically.
Then it happened(i'm not trying to be dramatic or anything, being
on deviantart has trained me to write
this way)...

Her great lump of a 35 kg golden retriever, thats erm, seventy seven pounds,
got into the ( Read more... )