Dear Diar;
I'm sick of living. The way I'm living, anyway. I'm tired of myself, I'm tired of the people around me. I'm tired of all you knowing me, I'm tired of knowing myself. I'm tired of my mood swings, but I can't do anything about it. I'm tired of coming to the same school, seeing the same people, the same friends, the same seats, the same everything. I don't know what I have to do. I'm tired of being who I am, and especially what everyone thinks of me. Or...Thinks I am is a more accurate term. I don't know exactly either, but I do know that I want to change it. I'm sick of living. Sick enough to make me wish for death at times, and I don't know what I'm waiting for. I know that life isn't a bad thing, it can't be, but my life is not here anymore.
Thus, this will probably be more last post here for quite a while. I'm sure I'll be back, eventually, I don't think I could stay away forever, but it won't be for a while.
Farewell (for now), EoFF.
~~Silverlocke
