out of reach

So I didn't call home for a few days and my phone was broken, so my family thought I was missing. I feel awful.
I made falafel tonight, and it was awesome.
I am being different.

holy shit
I want to start writing my snackbook really soon.
I have work in five fucking hours. FUCK.
I didn't get to see sean tonight or hang out for Anna's birthday.
I am going to see Star Trek tomorrow, and I am going to see Madball???? on Sunday then sleep over at Eric's. what
am
I
doing

fuckin A

I forgot that one of the weirdest feelings is reading old stuff I wrote and thinking, "Wow I was/am fucking retarded."
I got myself into a messy situation where I really just am hoping no one decides to talk about me. Things could get different.

I want to cuddle.
I want to not feel crazy.
I want someone to get better and stop being a psychopath.
I want to visit Derek.
I want people to stop falling in love with me.
I want to lose weight.
I want to feel good.
I still want someone to write sad songs with me.
I met someone really cool.