Day Eleven.

I am sick. I am angry. I am stupid. I can't do half the things I want to do. I'm scared. I cant speak to anyone. I am hungry. I am lost.

I'm happy.



You know what? I really really really really HATE when people yell at me.
Like it makes me want to curl up in a ball on my bed under the covers.
I'd rather someone never talk to me then yell at me.
Makes me feel like total shhitt.
I always take the blame for whatever that persons yelling at me for >.<



I JUST LOST HALF OF WHAT I WROTE HERE.
So now Its gonna be short :P

I miss the smell of everything. Stupid sick body of mine.

I had a dream last night. I was the last ( of what? I dont know. ) and these people I didn't know kept tricking me then trying to kill me or make me join them by forcing these strange videos on me. The way they tricked me bothers me. But there were these 2 different ones who helped me ^_^

I HATE how mean people are. Including myself at times.
Like simply by when you walk by someone and smile and they just look away, give you a blank stare, or look at you mean.