2005-11-02 - 5:40 p.m.
I hate the way I feel right now. I don't know what I should do. I should be looking for a job this week ,but Mr.G. has me held prison in his house. I am so bored. Not to mention pretty suicidal. I feel really low & or if I were drunk,I'd probably do it. I don't want to write about that though. I want to write about life & how it's worth living & how it's possible to change on your own. Is it? I'm not exactly sure. I've become really paranoid. I just realized that he doesn't get it.
One Love.
