I'm not at all happy.

Started drinking in class again with J.X.. King Robert is our best friend.

Went home right after school and went to bed.

J.Q. is a petty boy, and it shows. Telling him things that he doesn't want to hear always result in him giving me a cold shoulder. Ughs.

I'm pretty sick of men asking for companionship, and 'fun'. I know what it means, and it's sick.

I've been hurt once. DEEPLY, and I don't wish to be hurt again. I'm staying clear of all bastards and assholes.

Until I mend my heart back, I'm staying clear of relationships and bitches. I'll hug my bottle of Vodka to bed every night if I must, just to keep the nightmares at bay and grant me some sleep.

I tried sleeping last night after drinking in class, but I didn't have enough to make me sleep soundly.

Woke up every 2 Hours with disturbing thoughts and recollections of that Asshole. I'm irritated and annoyed at myself.

I can't go on rebound, neither can I trust myself to be alone.

*Silent Scream*

I've totally stopped trusting all men, even my closest friends and relatives. sigh.

What now, God?

I would like to get a new tattoo, just to erase the emotional turmoil, but my body has run out of space.

GOD, HELP ME!