And so my life continues...

[chivalric_bias]

I've begun to wonder, if I'm actually cut out for this... erm... job. The living part. I don't like it. I just kind of want to sit by and watch, because I find that more interesting than actually living. Because Heaven knows, my life isn't fun, I promise. Infact, it just about all around sucks.

I'm too damn chickenshit to do what I have too, to be happy, because I'm afraid of something...

I can't seem to get time to breath without being harped on by somebody... And my friends... My friends... Such wonderful people, Ivan has his moments where he's so assy it's just, infuriating... Emily is having her own issues, Sloane is... Well Sloanie here one moment, gone the next..... ... And Kate... Well... The random moments where she actually speaks to me are wonderful, but so very few and far between. I'm seriously considering just moving away, and being done with it all.

I'm so tired of being all, blah. And dreary, and well, relatively all, depressed and such.

Seriously, I am Colt Jerald James LeDoux, I am not built to be sad, depressed or feel lonely. I just don't handle it well. I refuse to accept my own weakness... which makes it that much worse.
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The point is, I need a friend....