Tell me, is this really life?

Okay.

I tried to read my friend's page. And it wasn't that long. But I had to skim. I'm sorry, I'm just not in the mood. I love you all, but I can't.

I think I need to go cry into a pillow for a while. And very few people are going to be able to stop me.

I can deal with the highs, but why are the lows so fucking low?