Nothing is as it use to be
Life is shit and sometimes i just eant to say thing on my mind. Mostly fucked up stuff nowadays. Like if I were to die in my sleep, no one would ever find me.
Ive been wanting to journal a little bit. Put down the depressing thoughts. I have a hand written one, but I stopped that. I thought if live journal. I remember i liked the little area where you could set you mood with a little smiley. Gone. Mayne i will continue to write here. Seems like the perfect place. All those that might care are long gone. Perfect for crying out in pain with mo response.