I'm in a terrible mood. I don't know who my friends are, and who aren't. I have an intense sadness. Maybe that robber should have blown my head off. It would be easier to end things. It sure beats the suffering I go through every day of my life. This is nothing new, I felt pain for the past three years. I thought it'd go away but it hasn't. Thank God for Jasmine. She's one of the few that makes me feel important to someone.

It's been a long time since I've updated this thing. Oh well, didn't think anybody even noticed. At least I have another boring story to talk about in someone's Xanga list.