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Only almost here

Wednesday, July 8, 2009, 4:28 AM
This past few days have been terrible.

Grumpy + pessimistic + frustrated + emotionally exhausted = possible case of PMS.

But not right now, its actually a lot more than just PMS.

It`s my thoughts; my scary and unwanted thoughts.

All the emotions that I have been bottling up are like a dormant volcano waiting to erupt. 
And we all know what happens when a dormant volcano erupts, 
it`s alot nastier than an active one.

Being alone certainly does not help me at all.
No, self-reflection destroys me at mere thought. 
I`ll go all self-conscious once I`m alone in my room with a full-length mirror at aid. 
Hence, my self-esteem would plummet once I look in the mirror.  

I`m full of paranoia and insecurities when I`m alone. 
I just can`t help it. 
I can`t help thinking the worst of anything when it`s about me. 
I just can`t help feeling pessimistic. 

I just wish for better days, pretty please.

Things at home have been spreading me awfully thin. 
I am just so so tired. 



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