Diaryland entry I just couldn't do

After not making an entry for the longest time, I fear I have no good news to bring to this page right now. Well not in my present mind set, at any rate.

I hate too be a 'party pooper' if you will. But I'll I want to do is die. It's a bloody good thing I'm not at patrick's anymore, that/those needles would be in my arm so fast. Either that or I would have torn the house apart looking for the spare key for the lock box, that is full of sharp things. I wonder if I would just inflict as much SI as possible, or if I would take it father.

Hmmm thinking of that has set "my plan" in motion, a tad. I could have done it at his place quite nicely. Perhaps there are ... Oops I mean there would have been a few more glitches then had I done things in April, but then one can't have it all. If I did have it all you would think, that I wouldn't be in this state. Oh well