Sep 28, 2003 12:04
I cant, stop, writing... what the hell is wrong with me? I have no thoughts for pretty much 4 years and then all of sudden I have too much in me not to let out. Seriously its like some kind of weird addiction. After this im going to lock myself up in a dark room and rock back and forth in a corner. Why does my boyfriend not even have me listed as a firned in his journal? Why is everyone going weird? Why is my brain suddenly leaking? Why do I never have any money? Why was it so easy for me to resist the sale yesterday? ARGH. STOP.
I am dead to you for the next 2 days!