8:44 p.m. | 2005-09-24
I Forgot...
This is so hard for me to admit.
I'm so much no one that I'm creating drama to make it look like I am someone.
I have no reason to bitch, I'm really not even that unhapy, and the world's still spinning. And since the world isn't coming to an end I feel lacking. I feel like there's nothing good to me (no sorrow, no sadness, no hope, no nothing) and I start to make up for it by purposefully making myself miserable.
I'm just so predictable that it makes sense.
