It's really been diffecult for me in the past few months to believe in much of anything. It's hard to see a silver lining when the dark cloud never moves out of focus. Sometimes I wonder why i'm even allowed to exsist because I feel sometimes like nothing more then a waste of space. But then I look around all my friends seem to cling to me for help and guidence. Which is funny considering I can barely help myself. But I do what I can. Sometimes I wish that I had another me to take on my toughest jobs so that I can have more time to sit and pout. Childish? yes. A little stupid maybe? Absolutely. But i'm human. What more can I say? We all need an out. I just wish I knew where to find mine.