Silly Misery

I didn’t really get out of bed at all today. TOday has been the most miserable day of my life. I don’t want to be or move or breathe. I don’t want to think either. I just want to sleep…for a really long time. But I’m not even tired. Just lying under the covers covered in my own sweat and tears. Either over the phone with Kori, making her depressed and hate me, or just by myself wishing that I had someone new to manipulate. ‘Cause that’s what I do. I manipulate people to be just like me. And what am I? I’m depressed, sad, lonely, moody, talkative, hyper, a smart ass, and angry. My emotions own me. The own all of me, and all of my life. I’m so hateful and evil. I hate myself.

It needs to all go away.

Why can’t everything be ok?

If it can’t be ok, then I want it to all be…

Over.