Ah.

I want to sum a few things up.


Insomia is hell.


OCD too.


Depression? Yes.


Chronic Stress Syndrom? Of course.


The feeling that your losing everyone that ever felt important to you becuase you let them all down?
My worst problem yet.





I would tell you everyhing that's happened to me over the summer, but I don't want to talk about it. (no shit)

I did take part in this fanfic thingy though. It's... Epic.



Basically, eigth grade starts in two days.

I'm. Not. Ready.

Enough is happening to me as it is, not I have less and less time to try to fix it. Life suddenly seems to short.





I always thought it was too long.