aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm blacking out again. GREAT.


maybe my nightmares are actually correct. I really am alone. I've asked myself this constant question: Where are my friends?

One of my greatest fears is when am I going to lose it?

Last night at dinner Dayna humilated me, and then told Cici I have an eating disorder. Drunk people do the cutest things.

Maybe I do want to rebuild those walls I let people slowly break down. I think it would be a pretty smart move.

Basically, if it matters, I am depressed as hell again but I don't think anything is going to change this time.