<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/8062450?origin\x3dhttp://explicitaffair.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
&.me

[denise*][str8/bi/p]
[dob:23/06][blackrose][#17]
[exmgsbowler][tplawgraduate]
The current mood of blackwhite at www.imood.com
myfridae
myfriendster I
myfriendster II
myphotos
myxanga

&.wishlist

fetishes+
you, my love
black
p
ointy shoes
button shirts

wants+
*only what i cannot have.


&.links



&.tagb





&. creds
vintageGLITTER
-br0kennsmiile;
mr. photoshop(:

tingshan © <33
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
5:51 pm

i am depressed.

once again. im sitting in front of my computer. supposedly reviewing non-disclosure agreements. but my mind is elsewhere.

so.

its been a week.

i'm on the verge of crying again. i feel like shit.

i feel damn alone. and fucking left out.

thanks. don't feel like trying anymore. whatever. i was right. i will not cry. no. whatever whatever whatever. i will spare others the pain. but i thought. that at least. you. remember the last time i felt this way? when 3rd year first began and i was the only one not in the same class. when i told you how i felt. the promises? what you said? that i was your closest friend? that you would be there? you won't forget me? and things won't change no matter what? unfortunately I have to say they have.

i guess i won't bother anymore. don't always want to be the one messaging, calling, or whatever. i guess i've gotten used to it, if i don't message or call, i don't get any message at all. if i don't ask, i won't know. the feeling sucks. you know. of feeling unwanted, forgotten, not important, insignificant.

whatever. just whatever. i'm on the verge of crying, but i won't cry again. no.

forget i said anything. i'm just being emo, depressed, grumpy, whiny, petty and bitchy.



;i am afraid