I think I'm loosing my best friend. It's this feeling inside of me that I can't explain. Intuition, perhaps, I'm not sure. But it's centered around Lizzie & Imkong. Primarily Lizzie. There's something about her. Something I sensed that made me uncomfortable from the beginning. And although she's been super nice the whole time, she's trying to steal my friend for herself. Because she doesn't have any of her own. And she's a druggie. A total druggie. I'm venting, I know, but I can't help feeling like I'm loosing a part of me. Like someone is taking away a part of me.

I don't know what to do. What do I do? I am mad at her. Uncomfortable with her. And she should be trying here. I've given her all I have. I've been there for everything, I have nothing more to give. I'm empty.

Don't you see?

It's as if the world is blind. If you can't see what's on the other side of the wall, does that mean you can't know what's there?

It's strange how sometimes, I can't see the joys in living. I can't seem to find a single one. Like the world gets smaller by the minute, until all that is left is the world that surrounds me and I think to myself that it's the only world left.

And I don't like the world I'm left with. It's cold. Dark. And above all lonely. It's ugly and hidden. Why would anybody want to come here? Why would anybody want to come to me?