Today I realized that I have the strange tendancy to exaggerate things... hey! And also sitting here, I realized MArk has black hair. I was wondering what it was earlier when I came in... and that was it. So anyway... I don`t know what to think of anything anymore. Sometimes I don`t care about anything or anyone at all and its weird. And then sometimes I care so much it hurts. But this caring and uncaring moods always seem to interchange at the worst times. Stupid I know but what can I say? I`m a lost soul. I also feel this profound guilt. I`ve been leaving my journal at home cause its heavy... so I`ve been writing on sheets of paper. I took one out and wrote everything I was thinking ...uncensored... pure me. And it was weird. -Sigh- I am willing to put happiness at stake for what seems right. I don`t know if I really could though. Its just a creepy thought. And... it'd be horrible. Gah. >_< My head wasn`t screwed on straight when I wrote it. It proves nothing...