Rescued
Soooo, *sigh* I guess its been a while since my last entry... can I even call that an entry? How is that something to write in a journal.... How quickly our ideals change.....
I called this entry rescued for a reason. A kind of ironic name really because I'm far from salvation. What are the requirements for manic depressive? Apparently I do not fit into this caregory, I guess I'm really unhappy all or most of the time... Well when I'm not on gaia anyways. I suppose its because Gaia is like a drug. It takes us out of reality, we become the character we play as, we become their emotions we become the vampire, the demon, we create our own world with our own rules. And the funny part is? We almost always find love while still remaining blissfully ignorant to our reality. I truely wish I could stay in this world forever. But we can't can we? No it would be too easy, It would be too easy to give up.
Would you like me to explain why I'm cynical, depressed and heartbroken? If not stop reading, if you do... *sigh* here it goes:
I have spent three days wallowing in self pitty over this person I really liked. Then some p***k takes them away from me, like I didn't matter. Oh get over it every one tells me. Well what they dont know I've lost all 7 love interests by the same means. So stick that up your pipe and smoke it. Well today I finally got over it. And then the depression kicks in. I'm now depressed over the whole issue: I cant cut 'cauze I think its the dumbest thing to do, I haven't cried in three years, and just to top it all off my music is also depressing and so are my drawings.
This is Damien signing out.
Rescued