I haven't cried that much in probably months. Today has been a mixed day, the day was good, but this night was horrible. I made a couple horrid revelations...which I don't care to go over right now, 'cos it means I'll probably start crying again. And I just feel really sick, and unhappy. I went back to my Jr. High today....its looking more like a prison. Which kind of mirrors this place....every day this town feels more like a penitentary, and I keep feeling like I'm not going to be getting out. Blah. This place makes me sick, just looking around and I see the same things pass by every day. Monotony is required here, like its impossible for anybody to be different. this isn't living. this is dying eyes wide open. you may have everything. I've got fucking nothing