I want to say something. But I don't know what to say. It's as bad as wanting to draw and not knowing what to draw. I've been rather emotional lately. Far too emotional. But I don't know how to get rid or it. Nor do I know what's causing it. I haven't been having much trouble with work. I think I'm just worried. About everything. About the way things are. It's so troublesome. I don't want to care about any of it. But. How do I get things to go into my favor if I don't? I don't want to end up screwed, nor do I want to screw over other people. But if one person is happy, it's likely that another person isn't. Maybe everyone could be sad at the same time, and later they'll be happy at the same time. I doubt it really works that way.

I'm really tired of dramatics. No matter how it makes me laugh, I'm really sick of it. But what is in a peaceful life?

Why is it so easy to take innocent words and twist them into something terrible?

I wanna quit. Everything. It's gotten so bad, I'm thinking about disappearing. I'm thinking about it again. Dying would be too messy. If I just leave, maybe it'll be better for everyone else. I'm not much of a supporter. I can't make people laugh so easily. All I'm good for is listening. And even then. When's the last time anyone's spoken to me without their shields up? I can't speak like that anymore. I can't care enough. So what am I worth to them?

I'm not very talented. I'm just tolerant. I'm not very friendly. I'd like to have people that would stay by me no matter what. But that's too much to ask.

I think I'm sick of myself. Time to change. Into what? Who knows.