I've been thinking about death a lot recently. Standing in the road waiting for cars and stuff. It was getting better for a bit, but now I think I'm going downhill again. There was this guy, I think I'm in love with him, but he's abandoned me. He's older than me you see, but we talked all the time and he made me forget about everything, he even made me feel good. Obviously I didn't tell him about my issues, but I think he guessed or something, he avoids me now.
I went on top of the car park...

I renewed this blog.
I made it new, fresh, and strangely reminding me of white, padded rooms, which is not good 'cause those things scare me.
And reminds me that my sister is always saying to my mom in a non joking way, that she needs to get me into one of those rooms. How rude is that?
Anyways, since I last posted, I've given up on fear the obsession. It's more of a cannot forget this now.
Sometimes I wonder if I intentionally trigger myself of that, like smelling...