Don’t tell me you miss me when you’ve done nothing to try to contact me. 

I’m starting not to like the person you’ve become.

I’m not really all that happy.  When I’m around people, I trick myself into thinking I’m happy and then I get home and I just think about how unhappy I feel sometimes.

I think I’m crazy.  Sometimes I wish I was, just so I’d have an excuse for myself.

It’s midnight and I’m tired but I’m fighting sleep.  I don’t know why.  I don’t want to wake up tomorrow and go to class and then do homework.  I don’t want to do anything really.  I want to be lazy and sleep and watch TV but lately I feel uninterested by a lot of things.  The things I once found entertaining, I now find boring.

I’m already medicated, although it’s a very small dosage. I don’t want to be heavily medicated but I think I might need it.