i think i need to fall off the radar for a while. disappear. my vacation can’t come soon enough. i need to get away from my life, and my head, and my stupidity, and my job, and everything in between.

what i need is for people to stop fucking with me. i’m so tired of it. i’m tired of being in pain all the time, i’m tired of being upset, i’m tired of crying. i’m just tired.

i feel like i’m caught up in one giant tornado of a lie. my own, and everyone elses.

no i’m not ok. i haven’t been “ok” for a while now. but i do a pretty good job of hiding it, wouldn’t you think? i’ve perfected the art of “hiding it”.

oh and don’t worry about me. i’ll be fine. sara is always fine. just self destructive tendancies, that’s all. i can’t possibly let myself be happy for too long. it’s just not me.

god i’m just so tired of it all.

but if you’re a long time friend/reader you’ll know my disapearances never last very long. i’m sure i’ll be around in a day or two…hell i could be back later today.

last thoughts: cut….the….shit. please, i beg.