| Current mood: |  crushed |
| Current music: | John Mayer - Love Song For No One |
argh.
I think I'm just gonna go ahead and do it. Nobody gives a freakin care anyway, so why should it matter. I'll write my letters, do everything just as planned. I'm sick of all this bullshit. No matter what I try or what I do it all turns out the same way in the end. I'm sick of caring for everyone else when no one gives a damn about me. So I started -not- caring about everyone else, and yet I still feel like shit. Whether I care about others or not, it's all the same because they don't change either. And no one's going to change and I'm not going to change. There's got to be a tie-breaker.
I'm sure I'll change my mind later. And I'm sure I'll be here again to write about something else. Well, yeah, I'll be back. Because this is where I'm going to put one of my letters. In which case, my next post will tell all.
