Empty Words on a Blank Page

This is one incredibly terrible mood.

I'm not particularly mad or anything...it's just like I'm here, that's it.

Nothing more or less.

I feel like I'm going through life's motions, without feeling anything.

Isn't that terrible?

It's like the only emotion I can feel is sorrow for the fact that I have nothing else to feel.

Here in a couple hours I'm going to Cullen's house, then Prom, and I don't think I've ever been less excited about anything.

It won't be bad, and I know that, it'll be a good time, but I want to do something else.

I have no idea what I want to do.

I want to be away.

I have an idea of what to do.

I'm on the verge of tears, I have a reason.

No one will know.

This blog is really sad.

I'm sorry, I seem to be saying that a lot.

Why can't it all be over so I can get in a car a drive away without missing anything.

I just want to go...

Want to come?

The worst is that it seems even music can't calm this feeling.

That's always worked, but I don't know what I want to hear.

Your voice telling me it'll be ok, that you love me, that your always right here.

I want to see you so bad.

But you aren't here, you can't be.

Sometimes I want to give up, but I'm not done yet.

At a time like this I just don't know what to do.

This is so hard.

:'(