hey again, i haven't been writing in here very reguarly mainly due to the fact that i don't really find much to write about anymore. On my other diary i had all sorts to talk about...it mainly consisted of my depressive ramblings though so i think i'd rather have nothing to talk about than have to talk about how i slashed myself yet again... Yeah i was just reminising about how crap the past was and i mean everything about it, at the time i couldn't think of anything i wanted more than what i had and i just thought that i was meant to be unhappy i don't know it just seems like some of the people on here who complain i mean o.k. i understand that people have problems but it just seems that they could try and find a way out of them but i don't know there's some attraction in being depressed... ha foolish people...i'm so happy right now like aaaaall the time i mean obviously i get abit down sometimes like everyone does and stuff annoys me and yeh even when i get upset i think 'well...maybe i could just get that razorblade again'...but what's the point? there's nothing wrong with my life it's good and i'm, well, i'm super super happy! abit of a random entry there but hmm...just thinking... Aimee xXxXx p.s. i love louis so much! he's just super and the bestest and well he's just great and he makes me all happy! :D:D:D