stab me in the back again.. what was that.. we where friends

Mar 20, 2005 16:08

the internet makes me depresed.. im so glad i dont have the net in mandurah, coz i would do what i used to do... spend the hole day sitting in front of it and sulking coz no one was talking to me...way to many bad times sitting on this fit ball in my room... way to much junk and dust gathering in the space tragicly called my life... witch is what this computer seemed to be, funny that i spent so much time on it but know jack shit about computers,

im losing faith in music... only coz im searching for a new cd/band to fall in love with and im floundering

dose any one else feel like the world is keeping secrets from you? or that the world is telling every one your secrets?

i always have so much i want to say... but always to much guilt shame and fear of rejection if i say it ... coz the things i want to say, when i read them back, are always way to petty and selfish! am aloud to be a lill selfish?
its funny that i try be moral and decent.... but in truth i feel like the most felf centered person of all

i miss mum and dad
its only been 2 weeks
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