ENTRIES PROFILE TALK CREDITS

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Messed up.

What the hell.

I'm really at the end of my tether.

What the hell.

The computer just had to crash before my major exams, I just had to fall sick before my major exams.

This means too much to me. I can't afford to screw it up.

No one's here; no one cares.

I'm thinking of you, you who said "okay let's stop talking i need to mug." remembered how you had never rejected me before, how you had always initiated conversations.

Obviously, things have changed.

I don't even know if you still remember me anymore.

Oh God, I just can't stand this.

Why are my parents like this?

I could just keel over and die.

Maybe I'm being really selfish or whatever because people ARE dying in Africa right now but whatever okay, I just can't take it anymore. They don't fucking care. They don't even want to find out what's wrong.

I'm not going to school tomorrow.

Sometimes I wonder if people would appreciate me more if I committed suicide.
That sucks.
7:26 PM
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