Well well well, if it isnt an uprising, uplifting entry by mikemaybe not.

Actually Id like to start by saying I hate life and all it has to offer, which for me is very sparse. I hate that when I had the chance to die, I didnt take it. Nope, I was spared so that I could be tortured through my life. Youd think that if someone made it through a few near death experiences theyd have horseshoes coming out their assnot me. I have nothing, I truly dont (besides Ashley, who I love, but even we have a few problems ). Things have fallen apart. I hate how life comes down to monetary values. So I have no money, well actually I have some which my father gave me, but then he made me feel like shit. My school year has fallen apart thanks to some unfortunate exemption failures. My personal relationships arent exactly stellar. Ive hit that fork in the road and I just dont know which way to go. Yes I know I am rambling but this is my journal and Ill babble on however the fuck I want

Im cursed. I know it. I try to be happy, I try so hard to be positive but hardly anything goes my way, I am just naturally unlucky. Im 22, I should be enjoying life. Its been hard enough already, why does it have to continuously get harder for me, I need a break.

All my dreams and aspirations are lost. I discovered that depression merely sets in once you realize all your dreams will never be achieved, only at that point does your world seem hollow. I often feel like Im so close to the goal line but all I do is run on the spot not moving any closer to the goal.

"Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes."

Anyhow, I will be leaving the site in a few days so if you want my e-mail here it is : bigpunkmike@hotmail.com