| Current mood: | morose |
sometimes...
Sometimes as I sit waiting for the bus I consider walking out into the middle of the street. Why? Because I'm so tired of everything. I just want to sleep forever. But then I think about what would happen if I did. Everyone would hate me for being a selfish bitch that resorted to such cheap cop-out. I don't want anyone to hate me. I don't want to hurt anyone either. I wish I didn't care. I wish I could say, "Screw them all!" and just do it. Lousy conscience... won't let me do anything. I love Tony and I live for him, but not being with him makes everything so hard. I'm so tired of feeling so empty.
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