Listening to: Dirty Business - The Dresden Dolls
Mood: GAH TIRED.
Chatting to: Liam.
The phrase 'severe depression' came up.
Severe? Really?
Fuck.
Even I didn't think it was THAT bad.
But I guess she'd know better than me.
But still...fuck. I dunno, maybe I'm making a big deal about it. But wouldn't you do the same thing?
...Probably not, come to think of it.
She asked me about you. A lot. More than I wanted to talk about you.
I felt...weak. Pathetic, almost.
But when I talked to people about it later I acted like it went fine.
Met up with Erin, Liam, Kristy and Kirrily this afternoon. It was pretty good. Erin filled me in on how the swimming carnival went.
I miss people. Maybe I miss school. Yeah, I probably do. But it's too late now. Far too late.
Now I just have to grow up with everyone else.
Being your slave what should I do but tend
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
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