Deleting notes and cleaning up buddy lists. Ahh friendship in the digital age...
Ugh I keep fucking purging and I can't seem to stop. And drinking and being a general lay-about waste of space.
I need to get over this funk I'm in. I don't know what will fix it though.
I feel like instead of living life I'm waiting to die. It will happen to all of us. I'm not trying to hasten the inevitable. I'm just biding my time. Sad I guess.
I have no urge to speak to anyone. I want to sleep and drink and maybe do drugs. Nothing more. Nothing else.
I suppose I'm depressed although I don't feel like I am. I guess that's the most dangerous time. When you can't even recognize your feelings are unhealthy anymore.
I daydream about slitting my wrists. It doesn't seem so unnatural anymore.
I think I need a break.
8:37 p.m. - 2010-12-09
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