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Here I am, writing this stupid journal entry. About how i feel, what i'm thinking, whats on my mind! Where will life take me? Will i ever live to see the day of...oh who am i kidding? Who listens to this crap? I write this, but nobody ever looks at it.

This is all just so useless, i have no point in writing this. I feel as if ppl are hiding things from me. I feel alone in the world. I feel like nothing to show for. I try to fix ppls problem's, but im a complete failure. But...what would happen if i wasn't here? What would they be doing? oh who cares?

My life is like a song, many feelings and thoughts. And the notes, the beautiful notes that fill the room with tears, is out of tone. Which means i don't know where im going in life, where am i headed, where is the love that used to be there. GONE, as if it were a memory or nothing at all.

I'm just so sick of crying and so tired of being sick of crying! if i am move somewhere else, is this whats best for me, but also is it whats best for her? Never have i felt this way before untill that day it had to end.

it just means we're not meant to be.
not even friends, just a memory...