depression and why its not fun

here i go again, crying for no reason. maybe its the fact that its raining so hard its almost like the sky is weeping, maybe its the face people seem to see the world through rose colored specs or maybe, just maybe, its the HUGE pile of things to do, but due to this damned bug i have no ebergy to do, but know that if i dont im going to die at the hands of a disgruntled mother lol.
at least i have R staying the night, to stop me doing anything stupid [again] the other scars have only just healed, id rather not have to deal with more just yet. B went home because her mother [the poison dwarf as she is known to many] thought we were doing maths work lol.
as it stands i have sorted things out with J [the other half] so am cheering up slightly, now am listening to savage garden and flirting shamelessly with a friend of R's, mainly because she is uncapable of knowing whats going on in a post-virginity brain lmao.
anyways, tea is almost ready and ibe moaned enough for one day =)


hopefully next time it will be on a happier note