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Saturday, March 31, 2007
everything's just so screwed. seriously.some things you say hurt more than all my pain combined. but it's not your fault.why am i such a selfish ass. i can't make things better and instead make them worse. i can't sense what you need. why can't i think of your feelings first before i do anything. why do i keep doing such stupid things.sometimes i feel like i need someone to shake me and wake me up. someone to help me out of this rut. i'm not who you think i am; i'm who you think i'm not.
lost myself at 12:14 AM