Play it cool, boy.

Alright, I go through phases with the diary.. sometimes I do one daily..  sometimes I hardly do any.
I try to do one a month, though. So, this is my April entry.
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So, yeah. I’ve been thinking a lot lately.. about how my mother was married with TWO children at my age.
It’s kind of weird to wrap my head around.
Sometimes it makes me feel thankfull.. like when I am totally shitfaced with friends.. my mother never got to do stupid stuff like that.
Then sometimes it makes me feel slow.. like ‘oh, my mother was married with two kids at my age.. and I’ve never even had a serious relationship.’ you know?

 
I haven’t talked to him in a while.
 Don’t know if it’s good or bad.
Probably neither.
                            Growing up sucks balls.
 
I don’t really know.. I have been really confused lately.
I don’t know why..
but life really sucks.
depression is awful.
Oh, I am on prozac now.. but it does jack shit.
I don’t know, maybe I’m not depressed..
sometimes I think I’m just..
I don’t know what’s wrong with me.