discoherent's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i'm sorry what is this, the second or third entry today? Oh yea, i know... Him... He did this... "you're dad thinks you don't love him" "he is really depresed" yea, ok, i already know that i'm the worst daughter/girlfriend/friend/sister/PERSON! i know this... ok? i really do, i've gotten it by now... i know that i'm selfish, that i'm a bitch, that i'm a cunt, that i'm fat... and i also all in all i know that i'm a horrible person... i know that i'm over-critical, high strung, conceited, racist, so much more ok... i really get it, all of you can stop constantly telling me... i really need to feel like someone actually cares about me, in a way more than just a friend... like i'd be good enough to be a girlfriend again, so being the complete moron i am, i turn to the internet... but anyone can pretend to care on the internet, which i seemed to have forgotten, that it doesn't actually mean they care... it's so easy to say sweet things on the internet, to make someone as gullible as me to believe that they might actually like me... but fuck, they don't... i'm so broken that i'm having troubles believing i will ever feel better... that i will ever mend... is there even a point in me trying? it seems as though the only thing i even care enough to do is write on this fucking thing a million times a day... so yea, for all of you who actually take the time to read this, i am really sorry for taking up your time with my stupid insecure teenage angst... i'd suggest you stop reading, cause i doubt that it will get any better for a long time, and i really don't want to be the cause for you wasting time... i write in this more for me than any of you, anyways... 11:18 a.m. - Tuesday, Jul. 11, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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