I'm trying to keep my chin up

[siobhangilmore]

everything is so busy, and desolate really. but the busyness keeps my mind off it most of the time. every time I actually talk to anyone that still wants to be friends with me anymore it reminds me of how lonely I am. life is what I make it, I guess. I try to make it something grand but it usually always ends up like this.

I'm still so sorry for everything, even though I don't like it when people are sorry. life happens as it's supposed to, and I suppose this is life.

general hopelessness, but not for lack of trying.