4:30pm - I felt my depression seeping in.

::I need to get out. But to where? What for? When? With whom? Charmaine? No. Cant. She will fuck with me. Always in a bad mood. I need to get out!::

7pm - Things aren't getting better.

::Charmaine just fucked with me on the phone. Told her tomorrow I will meet her. Fuck it. If I meet her tomorrow things won't get any better. I think I will go out later. Where to? I dnt know. How? What? Where? I've got my work. I've got my chores. Fuck them. Im going out. ::


I need a doctor fast! fast! fast! fast!