Wishin' @ Tuesday, Dec. 02, 2003

I'm at the beginning of something bad. Depression...whatever. Maybe it's just the hangover. Or maybe it feels too much like things are getting a bit out of control. I can't let go of the past (when is he ever going to get out of my mind) and wish I could curl up with a mug of hot chocolate and a good book for about six months. Wish I could go home and let my mother take care of me. Wish someone would hug me and say something nice.

Wish I didn't make so many mistakes even though everyone says we learn from them. I feel like I haven't learned a thing.

Wish I didn't feel like crying.