Aug 24, 2006 20:38
i can't move. i can't even breathe.
life sucks in that perfect kind of way that makes you feel guilty. i want to throw up. and die.
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
jesus
JESUS
i hate this. i hate me. i hate her for being perfect. and for making him sad. and me for not seeing it. and me again just on principle.
fuck everything. i can say that. this is my journal.
someone help me off my mattress. or shoot me.