watch out fuckers.
its gotten to the point now where when im depressed, im too lazy to even vent about it, i just want to go somewhere far far away, and just isolate myself. i started visualizing myself taking my arms and literally pushing my whole life away from me. it seems easy. i dont even want to write about exactly what the fuck it is thats killing me. just blah. blah is easier. because in the great scheme of things ive figured out that it doesnt matter. sometimes i get up in the morning and i'm ok, but sometimes, in the morning and can't pull myself out of bed; i simply don't have the strength. sometimes i worry about how bad i'm becoming, not caring, not wanting to do anything, and pushing myself is harder every day. when i start to wonder about life and death and fear death more and more every day, i know i have a problem. this is hard. these are the things i do not say. these are the things i hide and the things that i fear. and once again i've gone off the deep end.
until next time kids.
right now, i am just so depressed.
hopefully i'll be over it in the morning.
i miss EVERYONE. theres just no other way to put that. if i know you, i miss you, and dearly. know that i love you.
esp my michael, who i havent seen or heard from in ages, or so it seems. i miss him like nothing else.
until next time kids.
right now, i am just so depressed.
hopefully i'll be over it in the morning.
i miss EVERYONE. theres just no other way to put that. if i know you, i miss you, and dearly. know that i love you.
esp my michael, who i havent seen or heard from in ages, or so it seems. i miss him like nothing else.