Oh dear,

I don't know what to do with myself anymore.

I've been talking to one of my friends for a few hours now.

We started out with normal chatter, and then it evolved into a long discussion about my love life, or confusing mess of lack-there-of.

And then it turned into a conversation of complelely depession subject matter, and a good part about how my habits are pointless, useless and silly. I understand what she meant, and I know it's the truth but I just can't feel the same way.

I do the things I do because I somehow benefit from them.

Although I feel better having at least one of them know about it, I just wish I could get the other things off of my chest.

I want him to know how I feel and I don't care if he feels the same I just want to get over ALL of it.