yesh...cursed.... ugh. no one wants me around, but no one wnts me to go anywhere. heck, meh mum wunt even let me go in the back yard. who am i gonna make sick? the dog? i mean, i feel fine. yea, meh throat hurts a bit. but im medication. im not gonna get worse. when im somewhere in the house, and no one wants me there, i get asked to leave (mom) or glared at till i feel uncomfrotable and i get up and go (everyone). even my "friends" dont want to do anythin with me. gosh, i thought they didnt like me...but this much? man.. jus take my life and let it be over.. yea, i know. im not the only one that feels this way. but dang... dave's still good :) hes helpin me.. and two of meh really good friends broke up the other day. one side told me, but the other wont fer some reason. *shrugs* but the thing is, the one that wont tell me, seems to be jus fine... ****************************** "to ---" by edgar allan poe i heed not that my earthly lot hath little of eath in it- that years of love have been forgot in hatred of a minute!- i mourn not that desolat are happier, sweet, than i, but that you sorrow for my fate who am a passer by. ******************************** Why must I endure this pain? such unfathomable sorrow. My mind ravaged by relentless and ghastly truths. Cursed with an abnormally vast perception of this cruel reality. Trudging through levels of intense emotion no small minded creature could withstand. So it is no surprise that, most of all, there is pain in superiority. I suffer... because I am better. ********************* stole that ^ from someones diary...lol. i thought it was cool :P