i walked forever before i knew where i was going
i don't think i'm doing this journal anymore.
i've got to get over my addictions. not normal sex, drugs..etc addictions. much deeper ones. only one person knows what they are. siobhan. she's the only one who cares. to me, she's the only one who matters in my life. i could live without my family or friends. but i need her. she helped me get over my addictions. not a single person on this earth besides sio gives a fuck about what i think about, what i have to say, or what i do. i could jump out a window and my parents would worry about replacing the window. sio keeps me in line. she makes sure i don't go back to my old ..ways. even though i've told her a million times, i need to.
i don't think i'm doing this journal anymore, i haven't had anybody or anything comment in forever. if nobody comments and tells me to keep it, it's over. yet another thing i don't have to deal with. but it's habbit for me now to come home from a stupid party or home from useless friend's houses and writing about my day and how much it sucked, how i wish it could have been better, but i don't know how.
i've been painting again too. drawing and painting. i'll get my digital camera and i'll upload the photos. so i'll have paintings, drawings and photos to share for you. who care.