Bring on the Zoloft
I feel like my life is an ongoing video game. Just when I think I've defeated my enemiis, I get knocked down again. If money did'nt make the world go round, I would be a much happier person. If I have learned anything these last couple years, it's that I need money to be happy. I feel like a demon having myself think and feel that but it's true. I wish I could take my hippie self and run a way to a deserted field of every growing flowers and were the sun always shines but isn't ever hot. That is my nirvana that I wish I could reach. I need someone to take me in their arms and tell me everything will be okay. I need it to be okay.