Please rescue me from myself.

Hello. I don't believe I slept enough last night. I could only actually lie still in the attic, which has already, seemingly, become my peaceful haven. It was about one in the morning when I dozed off...of course, there are no curtains up there, so I woke up at five thirty. I knew trying to go back to sleep was pointless -- I have no ability to sleep, now. So I came downstairs and played music to myself for an hour.

I'm not sure what my posting is meant to accomplish, now (seven in the morning) less than ever. I think my confidence has just dropped again...it'll probably be back. Don't worry. And I'm sorry for always talking about myself, I really am. I never meant to be so attention-seeking on my blog, and I realize that by bringing this up I am making it worse, so I'll stop.

Why are some songs so short? I mean, two minutes is pathetic.

I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do more today than play soccer. I'm really not good for much of anything today.

I have no need of friendship, friendship causes pain
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain....

And do you know how emptiness feels?