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Apr 08 2008, 8:37 pm / Fearful
What do I want? I do not know, or do I? Who knows, not I. This I know. I have a headache from too much thinking. Coming from support group tonight I discuss a lot of stuff I would have liked to keep buried. The kind of stuff that you only share with your mental self, the voice inside your head. I want to stuff myself up with chocolate and never have think again about anything. I just want to go on with life and just live it out without thinking about stuff further. I can analyze myself to death but it won't matter if there is nothing I can do about it. And I never said I wanted to change those things about me. That's all for now.
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