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[03 May 2006|05:59am] |
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I confess...
That I don't think I can ever love nor ever will be loved.
That maybe being alone and not having any friends at all is the best thing for me.
That sometimes I give up on life.
That I have most recently been thinking of suicide.
That I do fucking try and change for a friend but she doesn't see it at all and that pissed me off to no extent.
That I have a major sleeping problem sometimes I don't get any sleep at all. Taking for example right now.
And the biggest of them all that I had a seizure in my sleep a couple of nights ago which I'm not to tell anyone about...
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