My brain… Every night it gets into a thinking cycle. I think of a few happy things, then things that are eh, and things that pissed me off. I guess it’s what happens when people are depressed. Although when I think too much, I feel that my brain kinda messes up a lot and I get super emotional and then insanity. I can’t really control it when it’s reaches that level. And I hate it, I wish that I could forget the bad memories even if it also takes away the good ones. As for the voices I keep making up, just wish they shut up when I want them too. But I shouldn’t complain, after all I have somehow grown a bit and gotten stronger…

A wise friend would always use to tell me “Friendships can grow”. I sometimes wish its true… I wonder if I told it to a curtain person then prefaps things would have been different. He doesn’t know how much it hurts, as if a part of me were ripped off and can never be replaced. Does it really has to be this way? There are many things we coulda avoid it but he was just a moron while I just have accept it…

pfft! I don’t need to find any plans, the plans finds me! ;o