Well this would be my 3rd post and this time It's going to worK!! The first post I decided to keep as a draft because I didn't want to offend anybody by my opinion. The second post i posted but it never showed on the website and this will be my third post!
Right now my side panel doesn't seem to be coming up.. :'(
I'm sorry but i give up on writing the same thing again...I do not feel like writing it again..
I think i'm loosing this game.
Sometimes life is unfair. Why does the night haunt me?I'm stuck in awakeness. My brain is an insomniac. God damn won't somebody help me? I'm so sick. Sick from this fucking world turning to quickly. It's going by to fast and i can't let it go.
Today was the most adjitating day of my fucking life. I just wanted to escape. I felt like whatever i did wasn't good enough and i wanted to be with someone who would act like nothing i did was a mistake. My mom and my sister and my life and everything just feels confusing when all i have left is writing and sleep. I can't even sleep so writing is it. Writing is like the way out for me. My escape, my happiness. I just can't think clearly right now because i'm so tired. I hate being tired because everything feels like a mess. When i wake up in the afternoon tomorrow, i'm going to be so much better. I can feel my eyes drifting and it is so disgusting. My body can't even stay awake for itself to breathe. I wish i could pull an all nighter and stay up for a week straight. Maybe i could do it if i were around people who make me happy and don't act like retards. That would be fun. It would be madness though, because everyone would get tired and become assholes. Thats the only thing i really truely hate about being so tired you can't think straightly. You end up saying stupid shit and you know it's wrong but you just feel like you had to say it when all you had to do was forget about it. I'm mumbling on and i know it but it's all worth it because i feel like i'm accomplishing something for some very unknown reason. I think i need to go to sleep now... maybe some music will help me fall into it.
I sing it one last time for youthen we really have to go you've been the only thing thats rightin all i've done.
I don't think we are all that different after all...Oh by the way this is what a friend of mine wrote in her blog and I thought it was a little interesting since I'm "different" (people say). This isn't soo different- we all have our moments of doubt, curiousity and ect.
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