InsaneJournal

Current mood:	kinda ick
Current music:	Bice - dream kitchen

Big Yellow Taxi
I wanted to call the crisis hotline last night. Wanted to tell them that I wanted to kill myself because everyone in my house was fighting, and I couldn't stand it. Sarah and Matt got in an argument over TXT, and I had a giant panic attack over it. I ended up curled up in a ball on my bed sobbing for three hours, and Michi made Kira come upstairs and hang out with me so I would calm down. Things shouldn't have turned out this way. Just small little things, snowballing into huge things... And through it all, I just keep thinking about what Ville said, and I have to admit, that's really how it is. I'm just stupid and naive, and someday hoping for the best is going to kill me.

There's nothing we can do now but move on. Try to salvage what's left. Make the best of things.
Common sense, common sense, common sense.... So many directions, but you only get to pick one.
I don't want to be alone. I'd rather have a family environment. It worked a bit before Vegas, and during Vegas... But after that...
I miss having people to hang out with.

I don't know if I'll be online much tonight. I'll leave gMail up, just in case any of you are, but... I don't know.
I think I'll try playing a videogame or something....
I wish I had nailpolish remover. And batteries for my mouse.

ILUgaiz.