Yet another journal entry.
My god i can't seem to stop posting journals.
So my day yesterday was pretty awesome.
I was having a rough day and was feeling pretty down, so
Even diamonds start out as coal.
I want him.
But i can't have him.
Story of my life.
Sad.
But who gives a fuck.
I'll have him.
If it's the last thing i do.
Because he makes me
Oh great heavens
.. forgive my soles that i have stained with depression, and as i say this poem with tears running down my face i can feel



