Ian Has Died. Again.

Exams Are Over And I'm Now Home.

But Severe Depression Is Taking Over Me When I Should Be Overjoyed.

Upon Reflection I Realized I Have Been A Fool,
I Was Nothing But A Tool,
Of Someone I Trusted.
I Was Made To Test The Waters In The Person's Place And While The Crocs Are Onto Me The Person Rushes Forward To Claim The Prize.
Without Any Regard To What Will Happen To Me.

And To Think That I Was Made To Believe That The Prize Was Mine To Claim... I Doubt I Can Ever Forgive Myself For Being Such A Fool.

Worse Still, I Tested The Waters So Long Ago And Only After I've Been Fully Digested By The Crocs Has The Person Went For It. And Only After It's Too Late That I Realized What Was Going On.

No Way Is This Gonna Be Just Water Under The Bridge. My Despair Has Never Been Greater.

And The Sucky Thing About Taking Psychology Is That You Know The Causes Of Depression You Think You Can Avoid It But End Up Being Depressed Anyway. So That's Double The Depression For Me. Oh Yeah, It REALLY DOES Suck To Be Me.

Adieu To Y'all. 19 And TB1 I Need A Dose Of Y'all!!!