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What sucks is that the later in the night it gets, the more I panic about bad things. This happened to me last night, and it's happening to me again right now. My body is physically panicking and the only thing I can think of doing is updating in fucking lj because I can't talk to anyone.
The good news is that I ditched school today and spent time with my friends. It was nice to feel cared-about. I've been lacking that in the past few days. I hate feeling empty, but I don't know what else I can do about it. The worst part is that I feel like I'm missing one of my most important confidants. There's only one word for me right now : b r o k e n.
Am I fucking selfish for writing all this shit in my journal? I don't do this to look for pity, but rather to use it as an outlet. What else can I do, right?
Sacramento tomorrow... I hope I have a good time.
The good news is that I ditched school today and spent time with my friends. It was nice to feel cared-about. I've been lacking that in the past few days. I hate feeling empty, but I don't know what else I can do about it. The worst part is that I feel like I'm missing one of my most important confidants. There's only one word for me right now : b r o k e n.
Am I fucking selfish for writing all this shit in my journal? I don't do this to look for pity, but rather to use it as an outlet. What else can I do, right?
Sacramento tomorrow... I hope I have a good time.