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May 27, 2005 20:37

I don't know, I am sick of life, like always. Everytime I get in a good mood, I jsut break down even more, it's like, nothing is ever good enough. Somethign just always brings me down. I mena I thought I found a good person but she sits here and jokes about sex with her friends, drugs, and alchole. Honest, I am not fond of that. I don't I guess fighting is the only thing I can really do to sit things straight with some one, becuase being nice doesn't do shit and sitting here hopeless makes it worse.
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