How come when it comes to me being happy the world cant f#cken take it. It seems that everytime i get through something painful and then finally get close to being happy another thing comes up that just makes me ten times more upset. I dont get it. It just seems the world hates me more then ever and its truely bugging the hell out of me and im not sure how much i will be able to take. I broke down yet again but not really bad this time but still i dont want to get anywhere close to truely breaking down. For everyone who has been reading my journal they know that ill be dead after i have the big break down and for those who havent been cause they really dont care the oh well. i really hate life and i said before the people here, my friends, and my bf are the only ones keeping me alive. Even though i have all these people though im not sure its going to save me when i truely break down. Sorry guys.. anyways im keeping my promise by not cutting myself but i have found a new friend with needles... well im sorry for that too but no ones really given me a choice... ttyl people who read this
Ishira Tsubasa · Tue Jan 25, 2005 @ 01:01am · 2 Comments |