Hmm,.
Well, I've been quite happy, these two days..
for various reasons, i guess.


Well, I was reading other blogs,
while I came across this:

This just makes me sad, as I can totally relate to that.

I used to be happy, I used to be able to think clearly without depressing things muddling my mind. I used to be friendly, I used to be fun. I used to know myself, I used to have heaps of people surrounding me. I used to be close to my mum, cousins, friends. I used to smile. I used to laugh over nothing.
I used to be that girl.

Now, I'm just a bitch, with shit personality, attitude problems. I think of sucide at least once each day. I have to try so hard to smile, and now I'm used to it, and it finally convince people that I'm happy. I'm hardly close to anyone. I'm hardly friendly, I hate overly-happy people. I've hurt myself just to much. I reject every human contact, I could ever recieve. And I bascially hate everyone. I have no idea what the hell is going on half the time. And I swear like a freaking sailor. I am hardly funny. I can't sleep. I sicken myself to the core. I hate myself. I am paranoid. I like to cry to myself, and tried many ways to harm myself. I'm a depressing person to be with, and I don't think anyone would ever be able to put up with me.