December 2011
I want to fall asleep, and never wake up. I’m exhausted, weak, and has had enough. I never thought it was possible to feel like this, but everything around me, makes me frustrated, makes me go into an anxiety. I feel my existence would be better if it was more a memory. I wish I could just get lost in a dream, and disappear forever.
November 2011
Someone once looked at me and asked if I was crying, I answered yes. Silence began as the person asked why, my reply was, “crying seems to be the one and only thing ill ever be good at.” I’m not sure if crying makes you weak, or if it makes you strong, but combining them seems to be the only solution. If what makes you weak includes crying, then you must be strong enough to wipe away the tears of misery, and find a way to get over it in the end. What good is living life, if all your going to see is the blur from the tears forming to drip down your face?
If only I was sane.