Hey, life just sucks sometimes.
" The first casualty of war is innocence" I read that on the cover of Platoon. I just though it was interesting.
I went to bed two hours ago and could not sleep. There's too much going on in my head right now. When I lay in silence all i have are my thoughts, and my thoughts keep me awake. I have too much to do in such a short period of time. I feel rushed and panicked all the time and yet I feel as though I accomplish nothing.
I miss my mother. Every time I try to talk to her she gives me nothing. She ignores my calls and goes out of her way to avoid seeing me. And you don't know what it's like so stop trying to give me advice.
I've lost my sister again, and to another boyfriend. It's hard to go from being a best friend to being the little sister to whom you feel obligated to acknowledge.
I've drowned myself in work to stay busy so that I don't have time to look at myself and realize what a mistake I have become. I'm not living anymore, I'm going through the motions. Fake smiles and laughs have become a routine. It's my own fault and I realize that, but I think we are all allowed to feel sorry for ourselves every once in a while.
I'm starting to wonder if any of it is worth it anymore. Like Katie said, even if something wonderful happens one day, it was still yesterday and it is over now. I keep waiting for something.
I went to bed two hours ago and could not sleep. There's too much going on in my head right now. When I lay in silence all i have are my thoughts, and my thoughts keep me awake. I have too much to do in such a short period of time. I feel rushed and panicked all the time and yet I feel as though I accomplish nothing.
I miss my mother. Every time I try to talk to her she gives me nothing. She ignores my calls and goes out of her way to avoid seeing me. And you don't know what it's like so stop trying to give me advice.
I've lost my sister again, and to another boyfriend. It's hard to go from being a best friend to being the little sister to whom you feel obligated to acknowledge.
I've drowned myself in work to stay busy so that I don't have time to look at myself and realize what a mistake I have become. I'm not living anymore, I'm going through the motions. Fake smiles and laughs have become a routine. It's my own fault and I realize that, but I think we are all allowed to feel sorry for ourselves every once in a while.
I'm starting to wonder if any of it is worth it anymore. Like Katie said, even if something wonderful happens one day, it was still yesterday and it is over now. I keep waiting for something.