I went skating but it was a waste. i left at 9:30ish. i am so done its not even funny. but whatever, here i sit complaining. and i hate it, but i have to get it out or else it will get bottled up and thats no good.ahhhhhhhhhhhh i hate this feeling. i hate just braking down for no apparent reason. someone just give me hope, faith and confidence. someone just help me stand on my own two feet. cause its hard for me to go on. but whatever!! i dont want to talk about this... but then i do. arggggg!
its getting to be too much. i got sucked in and i cant get out. but this is something i need to get out of myself without help. i am swimming in a sea of pain, agony, and past memories, the "sharks" always swimming after me, always putting me down, and i cant swim away, they will always find and there are too many of them. so let me sit up in my room and cry the tears no one will see, yell for help no one will hear, feel pain no one will feel except me.
*falls on to knees bowing* you win again all powerful one, you win again. i give up your power is too strong for me. i wish i was the rain. *shakes head*