Monday, November 20, 2006;
I just want to say I'm sorry,
sorry for never being good enough.
happy happy happy happy(:
oh fuck, who the hell am I kidding?
I can't stand living through each day, wondering which of it would be the end of them?
I can't stand looking at your face, into your eyes, anymore.
I can't stand being so tired when the day's barely started.
I can't stand everything anymore, I don't want to try either.
What's the point?
Then again, shut up pat.
I missed you at 7:32 PM
