Mess. Doom and Gloom and why am I so crap?
I wish I could feel something more than nothing. I wish I knew what I wanted. If I'm surrounded by cake I'm not hungry I'm just storing it in cupboards for a time when it'll be right, but nothings gonna be right cos i don't let it. I search for the bad.
Yep arrgh, I don't know what I can do. I am so far out of ideas. I'm finding it hard to write songs too and it's driving me mad, cos I need them.
Argh, I'll get better I'll blossom into an emotional genius....haha the sun will come out tommorow.