Aryia
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Wednesday, November 08, 2006Unrequited love I am so tired of crying what is the point, all the work I've done and asked of others. I find myself altering between two states of mind, sad embarrassingly whiny and destructive. My thoughts are chaotic,and have even found myself standing upon the paparets of my castle and almost just almost leaping from them into the night air. I say to myself; Aryia this is just a man, no one is worth steeping youself so deeply into such destructive thinking, but I cannot help myself. I have been drinking too much small portions of time have come amiss. How vile I am. I must find some diversion for myself,perhaps a new hobby. |
