A serious entry, for once.
These past two days have been feeling hellish for me.
I'm so sick and tired about eveyrhting. I don't want to do anything, I just feel like s**t.
I'm kind of regretting a lot, and I hate to think about it.
And I hate to think about what I think about it, it makes me feel worse.
I'm really stoned right now on clonazepam.
I'm getting back into that. just getting ******** up, and not thinking, just making my head feel not there.
I feel like nothing though, empty.
It's completely ******** depressing.
I just want to leave, and never come back.
Maybe I'll run away when I'm in Vancouver.
Go to some place where they can't find me.
