I must have been wasted last night but I guess I wonder why I think that my problems are anymore unique than any other fucker's. I whine a lot, but I don't know if I am really sad like other people. I am just lonely. Sure I could have stayed Lauren but I lied to her enough. I just really don't know what to write, or what to do with myself.
I want to see Amanda but I know it is exactly the last thing I need. I do give thanks for some damn good friends. Without Dan and Annie and Sarah and so on I wouldn't probably be able to function. I only wonder why they put up with my shit so much. I guess I don't exactly know what's wrong with me. I feel insignificant and it hurts. A lot.
Like I said, I know something is wrong with me, I just need someone to hold me. I mean is that really so much to ask? Just someone who will say, "Yeah I feel like that too," and actually mean it. I just don't know what to write.
11:41 AM 5/22/05