The good things in life seem to be nonexsistent. All that is left within me is a deep neverending depression that consumes all that i am and ever will be. There ia only one thing in this world that can make me happy and to me he is dead. Life doesnt even seem worth the effort i give. There is nothing worth living for and everyday just gets worse.
I really dont know why i keep writing in this thing....no one ever reads it and if they do they probably just laugh at my stupid excuse of a life....there really is no point in trying for everything because this life is only temporary....s
gone.....all the emotions worth living for.....remain
never again shall i feel the sweet intoxication of happiness...i shall forever bear the smile of false hope and happiness on my face....not with anyone else shall i share the burden of my many unresolvable problems....fo
the sweet whispers....th
All that i am is what i am not......what i am not is all that i am....and i am so sorry if you can not understand...
Life SUX really bad.....im jealous.....im mad.....im depressed....a
I am soooo happy today!!!! I have been having trouble getting over my ex and today i finally did it or at least got off to a good start....one of my friends told me to write a letter to him of all the good and bad things about the relationship and about how i feel and then put it in an envelope stare at and think about and then rip it up....and as i stared at it i told myself this letter isthe relationship and the breakup....onc