DEPRESSION
12:00 p.m. on March 22, 2002

me again. oh joy. another entry dedicated to what? oh you say? my pathetic fucking life? yeah, i already knew that, asshole. i'm the one living it, remember?? you don't have to always rub the shit in. so anyway..........nothing has gotten any better today. my mom is being a bitch, i am worried about what the hell i'm going to do now, all i feel like doing is laying in bed and burying myself in the blankets, and to top it all off.......both of my daughters are sick today, so i have to haul them both to the doctor this afternoon in the freezing cold. life couldn't get any better if a genie granting me three wishes appeared. i still feel so rotten, i know i went on in that last entry like a bad-ass bitch from hell, but to tell you the truth, i feel totally blindsided, and worse yet: vulnerable. an emotion i try to never, never sink to. you'll have that. it's true when they say you can never trust the people you work with. unfortunately, it's also true that getting close to people just gets you hurt. and i do know that there ARE some exceptions to this rule. just not enough of them. well, gotta go for now. peace, i'm out~~ jj

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