Sickness...
I feel sick. I don't know what I want anymore. I know some of what I want, but the other things are all hazy. I think as soon as my sickness goes away all will be revealed. I think I need my time. I write a lot when I depressed or just not happy at a certain time. If this entry turns out to be fairly lengthy, then you will know my mood. My body is really tired recently, but my mind is wide awake. I need some alone time or something. Or maybe I just need to go out. Just with one person at a time. I'm happy with just one other person. No group things. No "get togethers". I just want to be. I don't even want to feel. Times are confusing. I gotta go now.