we all have our vices.

i'm getting sicker and sicker, i can't concentrate on anything, i can't get work done, i feel so out of it...

i want to meet no one else, or everyone else in the world.
i haven't decided yet.

i'm in the process of writing a list of things i wish i knew when i was twelve...it would have helped me so much. i'm going to mail it to my twelve year old cousin when i'm done with it, and with any luck, it will become her bible. with any luck, she'll be able to write one herself one day.

meanwhile though...i just hate everyone.