Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Screwed
Most f* day in my entire life, and there's still half left.
I wish the ground would just swallow me up right now.
---EDIT: 1:56AM
And so I survived it. Whatever life has to throw my way, I'm ready. So the question is, what is the point of this story? Disappointed by people, making it harder to trust. Metal doors, metal doors. Where's the key?
Still like a vault, baby. Locked down.
Trust issues.
Responsibility issues.
Whatever, being emo and angry is so yesterday. =)
Gavin
pondered @ 14:42
