what else is there left to do? everything i do = wrong. tears don't work for you anymore. it doesn't matter if its in person or over the phone.

and in the end, life screws all of us up. so what's the point of living, really. i remember posting something explaining why there's no point living life. its in my old old blog somewhere. i forgot what i said.

ok shit i need to dig that entry out. i'll go find it now and post it or something.

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on second thoughts, i've had enough of the shit life gives me and i'm going to sleep now goodnight.