i wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall. it's a long way down to nothing at all.

so my parents and i were arguing about how i didn't go to school on wednesday and thursday, and i'm stressed about this test i have on monday. it feels like one huge anxiety attack. and everything is my fault. but my sister is a stupid snob who's obsessed with herself and her little see-through tops and short skirts. everything is just a mess, though.

i know it's tough, and you can never get enough of what you don't really need now.

today, we went downtown and i got a half a sandwich and chicken noodle soup. and then i had to work, & i just felt like sitting under the clothes racks w/ him so that no one could see us because i just felt so sick. and now i'm home. my stomach muscles hurt, it feels like i just did a bunch of sit-ups. my mom said it is probably because i'm tense and stressed or whatever. but the air just feels thick.

these tears are going no where baby.

i got in to an argument with someone last night, and i miss him. i think it's just because i'm overly sensitive about things. i don't know how not to be though. it's hard because i'm just scared that i'm going to end up losing him or drifting away or "growing apart" when i know now that people really don't grow apart, they just replace you with someone else. or something. i get jealous easily. sometimes i just want to start over. with everything and everyone.

& if the night runs over. & if the day won't last. & if your way should falter along this stony pass ... it's just a moment. this time will pass.