I haven;t got much time-

They got the refferal in the mail... he yelled, and yelled, and yelled.... I'm scared, scared!

I need someone, please- someone, and I hoped maybe someone, anyone would walk by and talk to me,... I cried alone, next to a tree, outside for an hour and a half. I feel sick now, in more ways than one.

My day was good. Drama was unusually fun. I only have one line. No joke, only one line. I must have the second shittiest part in the whole play. Atleast I don't have any lines at all, atleast I won't spend hours trying to memorize my many lines... Mosaic... God, I miss it. thank you, God, for letting her understand it wasn't so bad, thank you God... thank you.

Everything, everything makes me want to cry- why is this? What is missing, why do I hate myself so? Why is everything...

Why is everything so black to me? Why,... today, outside, i wanted to ...

and the blood, I wanted to see my own blood, do I have any? but, all I had were my nails, and they were of no help. no blood, and that's what I wanted,

Why am I thinking these things? I never used to want to do that. I thought it was crazy

I am crazy......

So why is it this way?

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