My mind is shattered. That's what it feels like. Like a bunch of glass is piercing me completley, which would explain random feelings of having a needle tearing me up, and then sewing me unevenly back together. ._.
Sigh. Soon enough I will actually find answers for my problems, and know of my future, if it is bad I can try to change it though. I'm going to see a psychic on saturday, she knew I wanted to see her. Of course. Darlene, she is part of my family. I still feel uneasy, she will help me with my current life, and perhaps I can find out some about my future life, see if it's worth living for, you know? Aha. Here I am talking to myself again. Well. No one has to no except her, and psychics get a curse on them if the speak of anyone elses business to people other them the one's who got the readings.
Yet, on other things, people continue to bother me. I said nobody's listening. No one cares what I have to say, I want to be left alone, they tell me alright they will, but they are liars and they keep bugging me. I hate liars. My true friends, such as Cassandra or Jeremy, Cassandra...if I don't her to leave me alone she would never bother me again. She wouldn't. But I would never say words like that to her, she's practically the only one I don't hate. I don't like people who whine about being hated. I don't care about them. I am not sympathetic anymore. Everyone should give up the acts and go back to before they even met me. Except what one of my family embers, the psychic, what she has to say to me other than getting a reading. She told me, that she has something good too me. It had better be of importance to me, I don't want more waste of time.
On the bright side...Heh. Wait. There is no bright side.
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Life Sucks. This is where I throw my complaints.
This journal is where I through mostly all of my thoughts. I may not make sense. So if you don't want to hear my complaints, go elsewhere. And yes, I am stranger than most people think.
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