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i’m really out of it. i’m depressed and pmsing. and sad. and stuff. i’m just leaving up the new may blog.. no back linking till it gets easier. oh and i added new poetry. plus this new layout.
i can’t guarantee that anything will look that good around here or that i’ll feel like saying anything. i feel like shit today and i just want to clam up and hide in my bed. i don’t want to talk about any of it. nor do i want to do anything. i’m watching schindler’s list and my body feels drained. i started taking my meds again today i figure its healthy to take them. because they make me feel at least remotely better. and this “i want to kill myself a little more each second” feeling really needs to stop.
i just feel like such a pain in the ass, like everything would be easier for everyone if i wasn’t here. i feel fat and lonely and damn.
its like no one cares. but they do. its really just that i dont..