It's back.

Lately, the feelings have been returning frequently.

Crying doesn't seem to help either.

I think I'm lacking social interaction.

I need to talk and see someone.

I need to get out of this house.

It's not like I don't want to go out.

It's just that there aren't any plans. /:

On the other hand, Dan is being a douche.

Yeah, I'm sorry if I'm being a depressed fag.

Thank you.

I know I get emotional sometimes.

Not like it concerns you anyway.

All I did was ask a simple question.

You could've just ignored me.

Being rude is not exactly what everyone is expecting.

I rather be ignored rather than being the person you can rage on.

And what the hell is wrong with you?
People like you should just die in a hole.

Not like anybody will be sad anyway.

People like him makes me want to go on a rampage.
He's not worth my time anyway. 

All + One = Alone? 
...That made no sense at all.

Naomi and Clarissa has been MIA-ing these few days.

They still aren't on yet.

I'm dying inside.

That's how much I miss them.

So very, very much.

We could talk about the most random-est topic and yet still make sense.

And of course I miss Zoe.

Being not able to talk to her is torture.

It makes me feel like I'm all alone.
I think I have Isolophobia.

Ever wonder why Solitaire has only one player?
Because it's for the LONELY.