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maybe 20 will Written by Diana, on 04-01-2004 04:48 Views 40 Favoured None 5 didn't work, maybe 20 will. Afterall, I only have 60 left. Last update: 04-01-2004 04:48 Published in : Words, 2004, January Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us

my box of goodies Written by Diana, on 03-01-2004 23:29 Views 37 Favoured None I am not doing well and my parents are either too stupid or in continuous denial about the fact that I need the medication I sent them down to get which they didn't get. Instead they pretty much told me I can't get any prescriptions filled until I figure out what my insurance information is and I don't work until Monday obviously and then I have to find someone who actually knows anything, because no one at the L.A. office knows anything. It's too late to call my therapist and all I want to do is search through my box of goodies and find something that will put me in a very deep sleep. What will 5 Xanax do? I guess we'll find out soon. Last update: 03-01-2004 23:29 Published in : Words, 2004, January Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us   there's this guy Written by Diana, on 02-01-2004 23:33 Views 43 Favoured None I don't want to sleep. I'd rather....well I'm not sure I'd rather die than sleep but I have a hard time prefering sleep over anything. Even when I'm tired, I'd rather get into bed and rest, with my eyes open, awake. There's this guy. And without any reason other than that he's a guy, he scares me. I have this overwhelming need to get an apartment and be alone and...stay alone until I feel safe for just a moment. There's this guy and whenever I try to picture myself less than two feet away from him...I can't breathe. I can't help but feel like hiding in a dark corner of my room until I forget why I went there in the first place. But no matter how long I sit there, crouched with my knees at my chest and my head in my hands, I can't forget no matter how hard I try. But there's this guy. And I've blown him off so many times even I don't believe it anymore. And pretty soon he'll give up on me, like I have us, and life'll be pointless again. Last update: 02-01-2004 23:33 Published in : Words, 2004, January Be first to comment this article Quote this article in website Favored (0) Save this to del.icio.us

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