obsession. . .
why am I obsessive? why can't I be happy? I feel like I betray my friends with my shadows, and yet they no more than most. I read an interesting story in Clough's class today, it was calleed "The Fatalist". It really made me think about things. . .which is not good, cus thinking becomes bad at a point. I don't know if i want to marry now. . .ever. I guess i just need alone time, to think about things. So if it seems i'm ignoring you, it's nothing personal. I really want to move out of this country. . .I really hate america, i want germany soooo bad. . .I feel like a prisoner, trapped and isolated. I want a wombat. . .