May 02, 2006 02:40
it is 2:40 am. my eyes are swollen and still leaking this terribly salty water. if i could just fast forward through the next couple years, that would be nice.
my cat is still afraid of me, and runs away when i try to love her.
my room is a mess, and only collects more every day.
my life is a mess, and procrastination only makes it worse.
hello journal, i will try to write nice things sometimes.
here's a riddle:
when one is surrounded by wonderful people all the time, how is one so lonely?
pms? who even knows anymore.