So this is the most depressed I have felt in a long long time. I feel like killing myself like ill be randomly going through my day and just think "I just wanna die". Then Ill think of the ways I could accomplish the task and it just seems easy. Things where going really well in my life but then i came back here, here is a bad place for me this room, this house it has a certain feeling to it. Its just not my home and I hate to say that because I love my parents but this is bad for me. I need a job, friends, and a hobby in that order. I just need to fill time till January if I dont fuck up and cause anything crazy to happen I can go finish my degree then. Damn I feel the xanax kicking in im gonna try not to fuck my life up.
