Sep 21, 2005 14:54
someone lend me a couple hundred dollars so i can order shirts.... Anywho. I'm sick of my own crap. i don't even know how i feel about things anymore.
...is there a way out....
i getting to that point that i really want to just run away again...
...what would you do...
...where would you go...
i have no idea, and it kills me