Feelings
I don't know why I feel this way.....I should feel ok. But for some reason I don't. Things have been hectic, crazy, scary, and weird. AWA was godly, I could not have asked for a better weekend. I can't wait til next year, I truly can't. I feel Blah....I'm not mad but i'm not happy. Blue Ridge needs to burn to the ground. I know for a fact that I hate this fucking place. It's now down to 1 thrift store that i'm comfortable going to. I hate all these homophobic stupid people. They fear any thing that isn't "Normal" or to their liking. Stupid Bastards. I've had it with this place. I hate the people, the places, and the STUPID FUCKING COPS that don't give a damn about anybody that truly needs help! Woot. I don't know how I feel...I just don't know. I know I sound really EMO and shit but I really don't care. I'm empty, I really don't know what to do with myself. I wake up in the morning, and I look forward to nothing. I get up and work and work. Only to find out the stupid part time bitch is making more than me. And I work full time. I'm tired, I'm always tired now. I can't sleep...work stresses me out and then of course there are the dreams. I don't like that room. There is something in there. Something that is not very happy. I keep seeing shit, Ross says it's only the shadows. I know it's not...I feel shit to. I go to bed once the light goes out I don't open my eye's. I refuse to do so. Just because I don't want to see the "Shadows." The dreams keep coming , most of the time I don't remember them though. That I'm thankful for. I feel like i'm alone, even though I have friends that know and love me. Friends that rescued me when I needed them. But I still feel alone. I'm lost right now, I don't know which road to take. I'm hopelessly lost in the world of my making, and soon I must choose my way...... before i'm lost forever.