dress4lessdiva.com

that's my friend's website, dress4lessdiva.com I hope it will be a huge success.

So I wonder how the new story will come about.

And I also hope noone reads this crap.

Oh, no! A whole nine days without posting?

pshaw, I'll show them.
So, Why is my life in a constant and incredibly painful state of flux? Why does it seem like I can't do anything right no matter how hard I try? Why do I try so hard to do the right thing and end up making things worse. Why do I want so badly to help other people, and all I do is make them mad? Why am I aware of so little? Why am I so far from people? Why am I a dangerous person, not a safe one?
Why does everything I do make me sick? Why do I want to vomit everywhere whenever I talk to the people who were my friends? Well, there's only the one or two that make me feel that way.
Yeah, what have I done? how did I do it without realizing I was doing it? How did I mess up my life so badly?

About this feeling-like-crap thing

Well, it appears to still be a problem. I lamented all day in my journal about how what really bothers me is being misunderstood. I think what is truly most distressing is the fact that what I write is even less comprehensible than what I say. Most upsetting for a writer.