I think

I should starting writting in here more. I think I need a outlet and this is it since I don't think anyone I know reads it. Right now I should be working on my research paper that is due tomorrow but I can not seem to bring my self to do it. I don't know why it's a topic near and dear to my heart. Self mutilation. I just can't bring myself to sit down and put into words. I'm tired for no reason I slept like 12 hours. I think I am just depressed. Maybe it's the weather or time of year. I feel like I am exsiting instead of living. I want to live. I wish I could just pack up and travel and drive from place to place meeting new people but never staying one place to long. That way you can fool yourself into thinking life is better that what it really is. But I can't and it's not. But I really should go write this paper and study. Maybe if I ever finish school I will have the freedom I seek.