2005-11-22 - 1:23 p.m.
i almost did the bad thing again. i came too fucking close. my mind closed in and doing it was the only thing i could think about or even see. i wanted it bad. really bad. but i didn't. i called a friend instead. it worked but i didn't completely like how she handled it. those who have never done it will never understand.
i feel depressed almost to the level of nausea. and i do not even know why anymore. the why isn't important. the when is important. how long will it take? all i feel like doing is sleeping. probably about 10 more hours until i get to do that again.
the semester is wrapping up. i am glad. i don't want to do anything anymore.
"I can see the walls closing in." Out Of Bounds- Bad Religion
