|Current mood:|| nauseated|
|Current music:||Esthero-Heaven sent|
Well, I haven't been able to sleep for the past 4 nights. Which sucks. I think I developed insomnia, became nocturnal, or I need to learn to stop letting things get to me so much, so I don't have like a billion thoughts running through my head at night. I feel kind of sick. I think I need to get away from this place. My family. My life. ME. I just want to state something. You can hate me all you want. You can hate me like Hitler, you can hate me because I'm a freak, and you can hate me with all the energy in your body. You can follow me around every waking moment yelling obsanities at me, and you still won't hate me more than I do. I hate me more than it's possible for you to hate me. So, whatever reason you hate me for...don't even bother. I feel worthless. I decided today is when i'm going to face that I AM depressed, and I DO need help. I'm sick of pretending like everything is okay. It's not okay. It's never been okay. "I'm not heaven sent, i'm not heaven sent, but i'm broken and bent."