unhappy birthday
2003-11-29 || 2:39 p.m.

I'm such an arsehole.

I have less than 24 hours to decide whether I am going to kill myself on my birthday or not and I don't even have time to go see the church I want to jump off of.

My mind is just a pool of stupidity. I live in a completely fabricated world where I think I matter and NOTHING I THINK MATCHES WITH ANYONE OR ANYTHING ELSE ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD. I am so dumb.

I will try and write about how i feel a little bit more eloquently in a while but for now i just feel some sort of pain of utter emptiness.