6:01 p.m. x 2008-06-25
currently listening to: "sanctuary" by miles davis
a hug and encouraging words would be greatly appreciated right now. i can't remember if last summer was like this. i don't think it was. this resembles summer of 2006 a great deal more. i'm too exhausted to walk around having panic attacks, though. i am so constantly frustrated that there is no "well, i could do this and this would make me feel better". all i would like to do is sleep. i would like to write. i would like to be left mostly alone. every time i go out with friends i feel mostly horrible for having no money. when they buy me things i feel embarrassed. i can't find a job and i've failed this class i'm taking. i'm overwhelmingly discouraged. i don't feel good.
i'll be passed all this someday.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start