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| About me | ||||||||||||||||||
| I'm Sarah Nicole Ricklefs. Im in my twenties. I go to college. I dont have many friends. I dont need many friends. I cant say im happy. I used to have a boyfriend who lives in a couple of states away. Its over now. Ive been depressed for forever. Someones trying to help me...but i feel im annoying him. I study biology. I plan on using my degree to make lots of money and to achieve the kind of happiness i have never had. I want to work at the CDC in Atlanta. I love movies and music. i dont have much of a life. Isnt it obvious? | ||||||||||||||||||
| Okay, we rarely get the opportunities to say what we want. Why should i break that tradition of repression? | ||||||||||||||||||
| Im coming under the realization that nothing is right with me. Ive tried my best to change that but im back to where i started. I was accused of trying to be tragic. Im not tragic, but i sure feel that way most of the time. There are people out there in the world suffering, yet i still complain about my own existence. | ||||||||||||||||||
| As a kid i predicted i wasnt gonna live past 30. | ||||||||||||||||||
| I need to live. I need to stop thinking. I keep thinking about the people in my life and how i routinely let them down. | ||||||||||||||||||
| The only reason im saying all these things is im sure that no one reads this. Its like my own confession, to absolutely no one. | ||||||||||||||||||
| I love you. But im afraid to say it. | ||||||||||||||||||
| One of my favorite memories is lying down with the sun in my eyes. Theres something about it. I could forget myself for a little while. | ||||||||||||||||||
| This is who I am...some of the time. I can be a funny charming person but i right now, i feel like my world is ending and my heart is stomped on. Yup...its all about feelings. I used to think i was jaded. Oh how i wish...not really. Hey QUIT Reading this garbage. | ||||||||||||||||||