|Current mood:|| sleepy|
|Current music:||Kommst Du Nun Jesu Von Himmul, Bach|
Yes, so I guess this is my Blurty. Eve wants me to write in it 'cause... she's bored, I guess. I tried to tell her that it's pointless; I have nothing to write about, but she just won't listen. I mean, nothing ever happens to me worth meantioning... nothing about me is, but, whatever. I wanna go to bed (I'm dreadfully tired), but with sleep comes dreams with dreams come memories. I really don't want to get into that now... Can't. Won't! I mean I won't. Yes. I cut myself again today, just a little while ago. Kyle cleaned the cuts all up, but they still sting and are bleeding a little bit... somehow, it still doesn't get out the pain! Shouldn't it leave with the blood? No matter... I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. This might sound weird, considering stuff, but I hate sleeping alone. It makes me feel so... by my self. Like I'm the only person left on the world, and I'm gonna wake up tomorrow to find out everybody's dead and it's all my fault. Or maybe I'll be dead and it's all their fault. I wouldn't blame them. I'd thank them, really... no matter how hard I try, I keep messing up!!! I can't do it!! I'm sorry!! Oh, dang it... I'm going to go lay down now, even if I can't sleep. Sitting here is making me feel sick.