Your worst invention.

I don't think I'll ever come back...

Famous last words: Sorry. I wanted the best, but I showed you the worst.

Why can't you live without the intention? Why can't you love without the intention?

Live up to your first impression.

Feelin like...a retard. Completely awkward...super screwed up...all I do is think, and spend all my time with my thoughts, creating trouble.

It's all in my head.

Anger, I dunno. It's probably pent up...repressed from a lot of years of having to take so much shit. It's my turn, I think. My turn to have fun, my turn to live, my turn to have a life. I don't even know how to live it, how am I getting mad? It's my own fault.

Agh. I just want to get this week over with. There's nothing really big about it...it was just not good. Just want to pick up my parents. Just want to be relieved of being so alone. But I'll always be. Whatever...