Completely Incomplete

Letting Go Is All I've Held Onto
2005-08-19 18:47:30 (UTC)

Bitch-Pissy

Blech. I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. In the most
literal sense as possible. I was crammed against the
wall ...

I'm in a horrible mood. Kade is online, but I didn't IM
him. I don't want to drag him down with me.

Blech. I'm so bitch-pissy. Full moon tonight though,
gorgeous. I woke up early, to try and catch Chris before
he left on Vacation. But there's an e-mail
titled, "Goodbye" after and e-mailed titled "Freindship"...

Everything is my fault. He erased his diary ...
This isn't fair to him!! Why should he have to erase his
only means of confiding in someone, or something, because
of ... me?

Why was Josh in that crash ... because of me.
Why does Kade have steel through his arm ... because of me.

I'm going slightly insane. And that alone is driving me
insane.

I'm at the edge. I need sedation. I need ... something.
Something to grip onto, I'm dependant on everyone else.

Amber, struck again! This time it might be divorce. Death,
broken bones, now divorce. Wow, I'm good, huh?

Maybe I'll go listen to music ... I'm pathetic.

And to top it all off, bad hair day. Not nearly as
Horrible but you know ... no.




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