i can't believe it.
is it true?
or is it just pretend?
and i'm sooo not gonna tell you what i'm so confused about.
i'm just sick.
and i've got two reasons to why i'm sick.
i'm sick of life,
just sick of what life is throwing at me!
i don't deserve this kind of pain and torment!!!
And i'm sick,
as in i've got a disease,
a bug that is making me sick.
i feel like it's been a joke.
a whole, big joke.
on me.

i wanna crawl into a hole and die.
just end it all.
end all of my pain.
So i don't have to be worried about being back-stabbed by one of my friends.
so i don't have to regret what i've done.
i want the holidays to start,
i want to know if i'm going back to Australia or not.
i don't want to be a bitch but i'm just programmed to be one.
i want to live a safe and happy life.
there's so many things that i want to do,
but so few that i can do.

gawd.
i really wanna die now.
and i'm not telling ANYONE why.

So on thursday my mum will be going to indonesia.
and she's coming back on the 12th or 13th of october.
i wonder how i'll survive.
i wonder how i'll wake up early.

i've noticed that i've been saying dude a lot in my mind.
hehe
how weird.
i want tomorrow to come.
i wonder how i'll survive.
i'll be wishing with all my might,
for something to happen.
but i'm sooo not gonna mention it in here!

Today was a boring day,
in case you were wondering.
i WANT to watch tv.
but i'm too lazy.
hehe

i have no life.
gawd
i bet i sound all emo and stuff.
well, say goodbye to Dara Smith.
and say hello to Rara Smoothie.
i have no idea how different they will be from each other.

R.I.P
Dara Smith

ttyl