What the hell is wrong with me? I've been taking my pills, but I'm starting to feel like I did back then. I know that weight on my chest any day. I can't write; can't even think about writing. It's like there's a fucking pit in my heart. Why? Nothing's different. Maybe I should take another.

No, that's stupid. Gotta think clearly here. I'm smart. I ( Read more... )

aditou is intense. You're no-nonsense, to the point, working all the time, looking to die an early death in a bathroom somewhere when your body finally gives out. Way to go. wanna know your lj's moodring color? enter your user name and hit the button. ( discussion thread)

Oh, really? And here I thought I was lazy.

And, just for the record, I really ( Read more... )

I really if I don't know if I can write right now. Suffice to say my mother was snooping around on the computer and found one of my KakaIru stories. Not one of the best she could have found, either.

Shit. Shit. Shit. I am so damn stupid.  Why didn't I save those things on my flash drive, or hell, a floppy disk? I'm supposed to use the drive for ( Read more... )

My father is convinced that I should "get involved with life", his way of saying I'm a self-centered introvert who needs to get out more. While that may be true, it doesn't make me appreciate his apparent concern. Seemingy he's worried I'll end up as some kind of nobody. Which I won't, but even if I do, it won't be the end of the world for me ( Read more... )

I am a terrible, terrible, very stressed person. So...yeah.