One.

Only cause reading others made me what to do it and I seem to have more spare time than ever before.
I never could keep my livejournal & xangas going for long and I'm sure this won't be any different.



I can only assume some people would kill for the amount of spare time I have but I guess it's just another thing I take for granted. I've never in my life felt as alone as I do now and all this spare time isn't helping a bit. I'll never know why I always expect so much out of everything in life but it's never as good as I thought it was going to be. I thought moving out and living by my own rules instead of my parents would be the greatest thing in the world but it really isn't. Being an only child has it's lonely times but at least when I was at home I was with people that I knew cared for me and the way I felt. And now it's an apartment that people like to walk into whenever they please, disrespect everything that's inside if it, and take whats not theirs just because "were friends". We're really not though... I have no real friends left in this town, just people I put up with because their always there. The one real constant person I've had in my life is gone, making a life for herself somewhere else and I got left behind because I can't do anything for myself.

For the hundredth night in a row I'm all alone in my cold apartment with our dog, that's probably just as miserable as I am. Somethings gotta give.