SMN.

Three letters that will best suit my mood, S, M, and N. They stand for Shoot Me Now. Honestly, everything was great-better then great-and then something happens, and now I have no control of anything except these fifty somewhat keys or something that I am using to rant to you, the people whom have followed me. I wake up, expecting to talk to someone, and it's been three hours, and everything I see them having had said anywhere, has made me feel worse and worse. It's made me worry more and more, and what little has been said to me, I was asleep for and when I reply, they got off. Either Yahoo screwed something up, or I'm being avoided. I'm not usually a ranter, I'm not usually a violent person, but for some reason I just want to shoot someone and then shoot myself. Where's that damn water gun...

For those who know me personally, you know that music helps me. You know that what I listen to is my mood, so what does listening to electro-rap mean? LMFAO and of the like? Does it strike you as "Fuck the world!"

Let's add to this that little voices in my head make me doubt people to such a degree that I start to warp what they say and do to a single thought, and it pisses ME off-I know them better then that, why do I assume the worst then? Maybe it's because I was hurt by someone in such similar situations and I didn't want to make the same mistakes. I say this to no friends in particular, in any situation.

Please don't read this as a "My life is worse then yours, feel sorry for me" kind of attitude, this is just to rant what's on my mind without punching the wall...and then probably breaking my hand doing so. I know people who's lives are worse then mine, by a huge comparison, and they don't complain about any of it-they just cope and deal with it. And then I see people who have everything and still want more and they bitch and whine about EV-ER-EY little fucking thing they can. So don't start bitching at me about my one little rant, I don't even know if it'll help.

And I will close this as I started it;

S. M. N. P.