xtoolfreakx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -.sick.of.it.- There are so many fucked up people out there and I seem to meet every single one of them. It's not fair. I'm tired of being on the shitty end of it all. I'm always the one to be broken. But I know that that this last experience can't bring me down, it can't get to me or I will be miserable. But there's this sinking feeling that I will always be unhappy. I don't like it. This girl took a piece of me and I want it back. I hand out my heart for people to take, I care too much. I don't pay enough attention to myself. I need some cigarettes. I could smoke the whole pack right now. I think that's all I'll live off of, cigarettes. Cigarettes, soda, and beer. I have this old journal, from 4 years ago, and I was reading it a few days ago... I couldn't believe how much I've changed. And I couldn't believe how stupid I was. Someone always tells me that we learn from our mistakes, but I'm tired of making these mistakes. I just want something good to happen for once. Just once. 9:18 a.m. - 2002-08-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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