and fuck you too
2003-04-22 / 9:29 a.m.

I hate diaryland. No, not hate. Hate is such a strong word, an ugly word. I don't even mean it anyways. What reason would I have?

Life is life. Fuck life.

Fuck you.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Did I forget to say fuck?

I don't like anything today, that's what this is. Tomorrow I may love you. Tomorrow I may loathe you. Tomorrow I may tell you all to go to hell, I never want to hear from you again.

So this is me, this is me hiding. I can't handle normal anything. I can't function within normal parameters.