2003-7-8: What Now?
I'm thinking of running, fast and far, running and never coming back. I feel like dying, I feel like crying, I feel like sceaming, I feel like laughing, I feel like talking and all I can do is type in my journal.
This is not going good right now, this life of mine. I'm drowing and no one can see me any longer. I feel sick.
I'm wondering why I'm even bothering to write this down now. Afer my always entry, you figure I would be different today. I'm not.
Yesterday was awful, today is spiraling rapidly downward. Eep! Arrgh! Ack! Crap!! I guess.


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