I don't know what has gotten into me. I suddenly feel so freaking depressed after laughing my ass off all day. So damn fucking depressed. I feel like going on a fuck streak. You know how you say a string of curses? Yeah, that. So freaking close. I don't feel like putting up with this shit anymore. This bitch we call life is gonna meet her match soon. (hopefully?) All i know is death is a good idea. And will always be a good idea for years to come. Maybe, just maybe i will actually try to commit suicide. Unless someone stops me. Where are my best friends when i need them?
# Crazy
# Love-struck
# Depressed
she loves
# Chocolate
# Friends
# You-know-who
# Sleeping
# Relaxing
her wishlist
# Ipod Touch
# New Phone
# Camera