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I just wsanna crawl into a hole and die, maybe then, I won’t be so confused. I don’t know whether my dreams are my own or not , I;m just so damn confused, it hurts, the only thing I have left is my clarinet, and even that’s confusing, I don’t know who wants me to play it, me, or everyone else. Next to that is my writing and the friend I’m doing it with, but I lost the flash drive that we had the story on in 4th block, I just don’t know what to do now, I guess I could write out some of the depressing stuff in “Darkangel”, it’d suit my mood….i just wanna get out of here, for, a day or two, or I could work on getting to the point in “Darkeness” I kinda wish I could talk to Mikey, he’d know what to say…..and Rose would just be there…..