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black despondency-
i need much more than sex partners.
i need more than physical satisfaction.
i need people to care.
i need people to control me.
i think i am the root of the problems.
i just feel empty.
that was a confession.
i havent even been very honest with myself .
i've been living life as each day passes
running away from everything
giving anything that coms my way a pass-over
guys.clubs.booze.school.life.
this is really grungy/rotten/awful?
just name it.
now that the holidays are nearing.
its only when i took time to take notice of things around me.
and only to realise that life screwed up big time since long ago.
its been almost close to a month of SUNDAYS.
and i dont realise.
see how screwed this is.
and now i have people trying to track me down on my blog.
what joy do you all find in doing so?
making my life more miserable than it already is?
probably a maniacal blogger interest you more.
no
//correction.
MANIACAL SEX BLOGGER interest you more
i dont know.
im lost.
really lost.
wish GOD can take me home
@ 3:29 PM
BITCH with the capital B :D