In a way I guess... I'm not really sure why I came back to this. I'm being drawn to it for some strange psychotic reason. Maybe because it's been a year since I created it. Pots... yeah. It annoys me. There is not much going on in my life ofther than the fact that i've been in a hospital for... meh. Name: Age: Mood: Why You're Here: SCALES: Anger: Anxiety: Depression: Suicidal thoughts: Personal Goal: over and over and over. monotonous. i bought 6 books today at DI. then i got icecream. I'm curently at my dad's house, watching tv and waiting to play the guitar. I got picks for it. so I am happy. I just heard thunder. I consider winter over now. I'm going to go outside and just sit in it and let it pour on me, perhaps it will blow me away.