I could utilise a plethora of words with flourish...

to demonstrate how I feel at this moment in time. I could describe in intricate detail how I so suddenly thought a quick swipe would take the pain away - which it did, by the way. Or I could discuss how everything I once struggled so arduously for, has collapsed around me in pieces. Or I could discuss how much of a monster I am, or how terrible a person I cracked up to be. Or I could discuss how I utterly useless a girlfriend, I am, or how I so resemble a parasite, selfish and sucking the life out of everything I touch... but these words summarise it all:

I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MYSELF.

Good.

Now study.

It's the only thing you're good at.

Or, used to be good at.

It's not like you excel at ANYTHING anymore.

You're so inadequate. You can't even love someone appropriately.

You don't deserve it.

Niggle

This has been bothering me for 5 days now.

WHY CAN'T MY BRAIN JUST SHUT UP?
Why can't I just move on with my life?
Honestly!
This is ridiculous and totally irrational.
I don't want to think about it.
I should be totally fine.
But no, I just have to be a jealous bitch, don't I?
GRRR! THIS IS NOT RATIONAL!
DANA TELL YOUR BRAIN TO SHUT THE HELL UP. IT HAS A MOUNTAIN OF WORK TO COMPLETE AND YOU DON'T HAVE TIME TO BE THINKING OF THINGS THAT ARE STUPID...

... Or people you want to inflict GBH upon.

Stop torturing yourself!!!!

Gah!!!!!! SHUSH!!!

wow that was pretty spot on.

Am I depressed?


Probably.
















It's not like anyone gives a shit, anyway.

I miss you

Do you miss me too?

















Doubt it. Yapari, watashi no koto wa iranai desu.

Well,

goodbye.

I leave tomorrow, and I won't be seeing you for a while.












I Love You.

...

it's like I was built for loneliness.

WHEN WILL IT EVER BE ENOUGH

WHEN WILL YOU TRUST ME???


The fact that you don't, kills me.