09 April 2003
I really don't know about anything anymore.
I think I've pretty much destroyed one of the best things that's ever happened to me. I just can't help picking at scabs. Hrm, gross example, but it works. Scab=good thing. Me picking off=bad thing. Why do I suck at this relationship stuff?
And I don't know if I'm moody because of that, or because I stil have a shitload of hw to do, or because it's that time of the month again.
It might be a combination.
I think I've pretty much destroyed one of the best things that's ever happened to me. I just can't help picking at scabs. Hrm, gross example, but it works. Scab=good thing. Me picking off=bad thing. Why do I suck at this relationship stuff?
And I don't know if I'm moody because of that, or because I stil have a shitload of hw to do, or because it's that time of the month again.
It might be a combination.