♥ Saturday, December 17, 2005
who really cares?tell me about being depressed. who would've been more depressed?
no one bothered, no one cared.
i was there for myself. macdonald's was there for me. my dog was. the tv was.
but where were you? i would've killed myself. i was thinking, how nice it would've been to have yourself killed on your birthday. then EVERYONE would have come running to you. i mean.. seriously. then at night when i came online, i was really really sad. you talked to me but everything was not what i wanted to hear from you.
it made me plunge six feet down under. you really dont care do you?
tomorrow would be sunday. i wonder how are the plans. i would really like to be with you, hang out with you but you really cant be bothered. all you do is miss her..
i'm envious, really i am. because the both of you are always there for each other. but when i need somebody, nobody is there.
8:28 PM;