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its been literally over a month since i've posted in here.
to anyone that only knows me over the internet, i'm dead.
school is getting out, another year gone. it was like a lifetime but its gone in a day. the day i die, i hope i dont look back on my life like that; as if it went by in a day, but it really was a lifetime.
i dont think anybody at righetti realizes that unless they really really care, they'll never see me again. part of me feels like telling them, so maybe they wont look back and regret not caring, but mostly i dont care about them either so all of it is going to be water underneath the bridge soon anyway.
i've been having these crazy bipolar mood swings. i'll be fine for a while, but then i'll get psycho-depressed, bawling, wishing to be smitten by my ever-loving father. what scares me is the fine time is shrinking and the depression is lasting longer. its only intense for a day or so at the peak but theres usually a few days i'm not up to snuff.
i'm over talking about all the old buddies i miss every time i post in here. if you're not in my life, i'm assuming you dont care enough to make an effort to become part of it. if i'm wrong, let me know, and that will count for the effort.
life isnt bad; should be awesome by all means, i dont know why there always needs to be something wrong with me. lately i find that sometimes the only thing thats getting me down is that theres nothing getting me down.
next: job [or some way of getting money], summer, girl, brothers of metal, hancock next yr, living. sigh.
to anyone that only knows me over the internet, i'm dead.
school is getting out, another year gone. it was like a lifetime but its gone in a day. the day i die, i hope i dont look back on my life like that; as if it went by in a day, but it really was a lifetime.
i dont think anybody at righetti realizes that unless they really really care, they'll never see me again. part of me feels like telling them, so maybe they wont look back and regret not caring, but mostly i dont care about them either so all of it is going to be water underneath the bridge soon anyway.
i've been having these crazy bipolar mood swings. i'll be fine for a while, but then i'll get psycho-depressed, bawling, wishing to be smitten by my ever-loving father. what scares me is the fine time is shrinking and the depression is lasting longer. its only intense for a day or so at the peak but theres usually a few days i'm not up to snuff.
i'm over talking about all the old buddies i miss every time i post in here. if you're not in my life, i'm assuming you dont care enough to make an effort to become part of it. if i'm wrong, let me know, and that will count for the effort.
life isnt bad; should be awesome by all means, i dont know why there always needs to be something wrong with me. lately i find that sometimes the only thing thats getting me down is that theres nothing getting me down.
next: job [or some way of getting money], summer, girl, brothers of metal, hancock next yr, living. sigh.