I shook my head. "If the shit hit’s the fan, this could end up like Hamlet." "How like Hamlet?" Stephen asked. "Everybody dead," I said. "Oh," he said. [The.Lunatic.Cafe] How true. How very, very true. I’ve been so close to flipping out on someone lately, anyone really. It wouldn’t even matter who you were. I’m just in the mood to flip out on someone. Flip out or break down. Take your pick. I’m so fed up with some people right now. I’m so close to my breaking point. If you thought I was close before you have no idea now, you really don’t. This has been such a terrible week. Absolutely horrid. If I had to live it again, I don’t think I’d make it through. Let’s see what I can remember: Ok, so basically all I can really remember is after school Wednesday when I went to Christine’s with her and Karen for a while. That was a god damn hoot, I’ll tell you. That was sarcastic in case you’re mentally challenged. It was just this side of a catastrophe. I’m sorry I can’t fucking stand him. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to and I’ll always think back to this and know you could do so much better. Ed’s being an asshole. Ok, so I’ve said that before, but it’s so much worse lately. No one can take it, it’s not even just me anymore. Ever since, well yeah. You know. And no I don’t mean horse. It didn’t help, but I don’t think it caused this. I’m almost positive this is because of that other person that makes me vomit inside my mouth. I’m in such a terrible mood. Everything’s falling apart and I don’t know what to do about it. This situation happens in my life entirely too often. I was doing pretty good , too, considering the situations. Then on…Wednesday maybe - I’m not sure exactly when - I just went to Hell. I can’t even hide it any more. I need help. Save Me.