Today seems like a shitty day. Everyone is losing interest. I haven't held a long chat with Keith in a while. I think I may need to avoid him more. I don't really care. I was beginning to get too dependent anyways. Same for that Pat dude. I just can't seem to work this shit out. John has fucking weeks to live. We may lose our house. I don't have a job to buy the house. I don't know what the hell I am doing in most of my classes. I am failing already. I am a nervous wreck. I am angry and sad at the same time and it's driving me insane. No one cares. And that's fine. These guys don't know me to care. So therefor I don't care. I won't waste my time anymore. I am falling into that horrible funk again. My mind is suffering. I want to leave. Go away. Would I be so wrong? Would I? I feel like I am coming undone. I am done.