I went to bed angry.
I woke up and punched some walls.
Sometimes it just feels that there's no hope in getting what I want.
When life just feels like playing a cruel joke, and everyone else is laughing but you.
I scared my sister.
I punched the wall in front of her.
Then left for work.
Work seemed to calm me down.
I spent 2 hours helping out in the diner.
Guess washing dishes cleans ones head.
I'm feeling better now.
But the house is empty.
My sister is scared of me.
And I allientaed my friends.
It's just another lonely day.
7:14 p.m. - 2004-03-06
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