I spent some time crying, listening to music. Then spent some time being suicidal, and looking up quotes about suicide. I feel a bit better. I suppose this is just how life goes.

I feel like reality and love are fake, yet have some hope to keep me holding on. I wish I could let go - Because I don't think or feel that life is really worth it. But I'll just have to keep going and let what ever happens, happen.

Life is really going to have to surprise me with some type of ecstasy. Or I should take ecstasy. Time will tell.

I've been in so much mental pain and confusion that I can't take it anymore. But I'll wake up tomorrow and maybe this haunting dark cloud will go away.

My cat was here to comfort me at least.