many thanks to the many people who sent their well wishes on my 22nd, and that one person who brought me the most tormenting misery.
its okay. i've learnt my lesson. so this is what it feels like to be heartbroken. to feel despair. to be one step away from death. on the morning of my 22nd birthday, i realize how it must have felt for the people at that exact moment before they take their lives. it scared the hell out of me.
i'm crazy. i'm ridiculous. i'm neurotic. but i deserve better than you, and the nonsense that is you.
tomorrow will be a better day, i promise. it will be my greatest gift to myself.
will post my cable car picture and that failed attempt to get a full-length picture when i am in a better mood. feeling like shite now. :(
oh. i'm really a drama queen, so you probably need to dilute my nonsense. i'm really not as devastated as my words make me seem.
