Today Im going to write my heart out like in the book I read about the summer & all of that stuff. So here I go.
Well today I went to school & I get the feeling no one likes me like when I go to gym thats when the feeling comes. Any way I lost my voice & came home.
Well Im tired but tomorrow I promise Ill write my heart out about John & poetry & books & friends & especially Tony. Well Bye.
And so begins the paranoia that comes from the depression. This is the beginning of my seperation from the rest of the world right here.