Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Worthless tears
I detest my day. I detest the sickening tears that mark both the beginning and the end of my day. I detest being maligned first thing in the morning. Just because i was chatting for half an hour doesn't mean that i've been yakking the whole night long. Why don't you ask him to quit playing games on the com all day long instead of picking on me? I detest myself. Why did i allow my self-worth to be shattered? Why can't I control my damn tears? Why am I such a weakling? Why did i even exist?
I'm going to sleep.
Clare [3:19 PM]