Erik's Journal (ego_estrada) wrote, @ 2003-05-03 02:11:00

Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	Over Joyed: Charles Grigsby

*groans, rubbing at his temple*

Why do I think the things I think sometimes? Why do I always want to mess up the things that are good in my life? It's like I don't know how to let things be the way they are supposed to be. I have to mess with them, try to fix them, change them, and in the end screw them up so much worse.

*bites his lip* What if I do that this time and lose the things I finally have in my life?

I have now decided. Having the brain that I do is a double edged sword. No matter what decision I make, I'm commiting suicide. *nods slowly*

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