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So basically.

I still don't know what's going on in my life.

Each and everyday I do the same thing.
I wake up around 2-3pm.
Turn on my laptop.
Log into WoW....
And play WoW until about 4am.
12 hours straight?
Yeah, that's my life.
With of course the bathroom breaks and the time it takes me to go get my beloved tea and possibly some food to bring back to my room.

I hardly leave my room anymore.
I shut the door.
Lock myself in basically.
Save for the occasions where my mom will come in and ask me to do something, or tell me whatever.

Very communication with the world?
Coming to an end.
I've almost stopped completely hanging out with friends that live here.
I've hurt the others I used to talk to constantly.
Why?
Because I'm stupid.
I'm emotionally unstable.
I don't know what I want.

I'm wasting away in my bed.
Playing WoW.
Which will probably become my only communication with anyone except some family members sooner or later.

Gaia is boring now.
I log in.
I look at that one person I ******** up everything with.
I regret it.
I check my mail.
Check my guild.
I log out.

Back to WoW for me.


Other than that?
I found out my dad ******** my credit up when I was younger.
He used my name on a phone for "me."
And never paid the bill for it.
So yeah.
I just found out, that I already have bad credit and I JUST turned 18 about a month or so ago.

Thanks dad!
You really know how to ******** up my life even more!
Props to you for a job well done.
I think I learned from you how to ******** with people.
Thanks a lot.
Now I don't even know if I will ever be able since I always manage to screw everything I've always wanted to have.
Guess it runs in the blood, eh?

Am I changing?
You could say that.
I'm tired of life.
I'm not suicidal or anything.

I'm just this lazy piece of trash you lays around in her bad all day long.

WELCOME TO MY LIFE.

I think the whole avatar theme suits.
Ghost with a body.
Heh, I guess this is what I get for being the kind of person I am.

At least ghosts don't have that feeling where you can hardly breathe.
And your chest hurts so much.
And it's ALL YOUR FAULT.
I did it.
I ruined it.
Good ******** job.

It's my own damn fault for the way I feel.
I sure know how to make myself feel bad.
A+ in that!

All I want to do is say ******** it.
But I can't.
Because I care too much about this.
Is there going to be another chance?
Probably not.
I've already seen into doing the worst thing I could to ruin it.

I'm going to sleep.
I hate this feeling.