parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Morning After Listening To: Nothing Better by The Postal Service Fuck life. How uneeded are these wars and shit. I am in such a fucking bad mood. I saw my mother today and I think she is doing better but it is hard to see her try to walk and try to do everyday things we take advantage of. I just hate my life right now. Fucking hate everything and I feel so motherfucking alone. So alone. I don't even know why I write in this diary anymore. I have been writing in this since November 30, 2002 and it has given me nothing back. I just need to sleep and wake up to remember that I am still alive... 10:36 p.m. - 03-30-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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