Everything hurts today, everything. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm really scared about everything. I mean that. I mean why can't everything be okay? I have no job for the summer, I have no place to go. I have nothing. And everyone thinks that their life is so damn hard. Do you really have a tough time thinking, well I'm going home for the summer to work somewhere that is a promised good paying job and everything? Do you really think that? Does it really work that way all the time. Do you really think that everyone has it that way, and if so, why is that so hard for you? Why? Why do you think that you're life is so damn hard. It hurts to know that you think you're life is hard, because if your's is hard, then mine must be hell. You hate me and you know it. I hate you too. I really do. And you're just a bitch. I hate you.

Now about this life of mine that I can't get figured out and this life of mine that I can't find the answers to. I have none right now and I don't think I'll ever find the answers that I need. The real answers. The ones that I want. I want to know why I hurt so much, why can't I feel why can't I do this. She's all over the place.