jackofallgeeks: (Contemplative)
John Noble ([personal profile] jackofallgeeks) wrote2001-12-13 09:12 pm
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...A Dark Pit Of Darkness....

I am a mass of dark emotions at the time.

Don't ask me why, I don't know. Don't ask me how, I can't explain.
I think that, as time flows by, we all have our dark hours. This is one of mine, and it's not like me, which doesn't do much to improve the mood. I think, in particular, the most agonizing feeling the need to talk to someone, about something, but I don't know who, or what, or how, or why.

I want to talk about what's bothering me, but I don't know what that is.
I want to be able to express myself to my friends, but I can't think of anyone who'd understand, mostly because I don't understand.

I think, maybe, I'm over tired. Maybe something is bugging me, and I just can't remember what. Can someone be tormentted by a thing if he's unaware of it? Or mayhaps I am aware of it, but don't want to recognize it. In 13hrs I will be free of school, maybe I just need some time to unwind.

In anycase, I'm going to go lay down. If nothing else, this mood calls for dark music. And mocha. I like mocha....