I've found myself in a weird place, I can write poetry at the moment, very freely, this should be the nice part of the high....it would be if I wasn't thinking strange things. One thing being freezing my house keys...it will pass no doubt.

I feel guilty at the moment too, I am blaming myself for everything that has gone wrong, and not thinking that maybe other people as well as me are at fault.

I've been buying new clothes that aren't black, so it feels new to me, but ace.

Also you can't miss what you never had...someone said this, i sort of don't believe it, because sometimes you crave things others have....I just want someone to hug me and say, you're doing well, you can do this.