Bleh, it's the second time I've seen the House episode "Wilson's heart" and the second time I've bawled my eyes out. I feel so helpless when television or books pulled on me like this. I feel weak. But it was a good episode. I know I'll watch it when it's on again. And I'm sure I'll cry again. Damn, I'm stupid.
Shit. Just got a sudden wave of depression. So tired of these random mood swings. One moment I'm fine, the next my throat closes and my eyes are drowning. Breating hurts, a lot. I'm so fucked up. I have absolutely no reason to be depressed. Every reason to be happy. Why does my heart have to hurt?
Sorry for killing your friends pages..... HIATUS Just need to sort some things out in my life. I know I haven't been here much anyway, but this is to make it more official. I won't be back on steadily for about a month, though I may leave comments here and there if I can get the time. Bye.
Post anything that you want here, and post it anonymously. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love... anything. Make sure to post anonymously and honestly! Post as many times as you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what others have to say.