What if I didn't wake up tomorrow morning..Would you notice?
Wow. Ive felt like crying since i got home. I mean i get tears in my eyes but i try to push them away...I dont want to cry anymore. I hate crying, cause it leads to other things. Well so i talked to "him"...That didn't go over too well. I hate fucking things up. EVERYTHING I'm involved in turns out fucked up. AH. I just want everything to be OVER. I want out. Game Over. DONE. I'm fed up. Sick of everything. Sick of making myself sick. Sick of hurting other people, espically sick of hurting my friends with everything i do...Even though i don't say it (or anything) outloud they know...I'm sorry. I don't know what to do, say, or believe anymore. Like i want to believe people when they say everything will turn out but i'm not sure that things will be okay...Gah I hate feeling this way...But its hard not to. Well I'm going to go..Try to straighten things out...Mabey figure out why im like this...