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I really hate looking at pictures posted on LJ of the most recent party. They're always depressing, especially when I look at them and think "Wait... why wasn't I there?" And then you realize that you probably would have hated it if you were there because those people make you uncomfortable anyways. And you don't even like large groups of people so I guess parties are out.... But I still really wish I would have gone. I hate having my license and all this responsibility. Oh yeah and I've come to terms with my depression. I've always been depressed by the the fact that I'm going to be depressed all my life but thank god for it because I am never as wonderfully creative and genious as I am when I'm depressed. So in a way, I hope I get a little bit more depressed again so I can look at everyone from the outside and feel like they can't see me. That really feels good. I just reached for the nail clippers and all my homework papers fell down down down and then I got angry and hated everything for a second. And this has been happening a lot lately. Along with that reoccuring twitch in my right eye. I want to kill that mofo.
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