ive been trying awfully hard to seperate myself from everything.
I just dont feel the same as last year when all my friends actually live in town an i could rely on them to bring me back from any kind of depresion i might have fallen under.
i remember in the fourth grade i thought of killing myself or bringing a shot gun to school and killing my teacher.
she was a real bitch who took the fact that her husband died out on her sudents.
fuck her.
i think the only way to stay away from things that make you sad is avoiding eye contact with everyone
it seems to be working.
im done
wake me when the war comes home.