I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me? Even my parents treat me like I'm stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

Nobody's talking to me, but nobody's hassling me either. I guess you can't have everything.

Why is life so difficult? Why can't we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?

I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.