Definitely not fine.
Sometimes I just hate that inconsistent part of myself because it ruins everything.
It messes up all my plans, makes me go on a roller coaster ride on the emotional track and wastes my time. I thought I'd get over it as I grow older, but no it refuses to leave me alone.
What do I get as a result? Frustration.
And this frustration's so bad that sometimes I'd gladly lie down and sleep for eternity.
I don't know of any other way to express this absolutely fucked up feeling other than the fact that it's killing me and it's ruining my life.
Teenage rage. Very bad.
I think I'm going to have a bad relapse and I really need to speak to my aunt about it soon.
Fucked up.
Friday, September 14, 2007
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