Tonight was strange. I ended up being by myself, AND HATING IT. Had a lot of time to think, and maybe everyone is wrong when they say i am sane... I cant be. Made candles, and wrote a tonne. I am just frustrated with the things that are not turning out in my life. I hate to talk about them because I feel like such an ungratefull child. And I have nothing really to be unhappy about. But here I am. I think i just hate pain. I hate it. Physical pain is better than this. i dont think I got over having to leave the youth center.

See $hit always comes out when you start to dig. What have I been doing with my time? All the sudden I am awake with a tonne of things that just suck!

Must go and be social...