Sunday, October 31, 2004
10.01pm
I walked back to my room, sad and dissapointed over my recent performance for the band. I can never get things right, never do or say the right things. If i were to go on being who i am, i might bring the downfall of myself and eveything else around me. I've never fit in into anything and i dont think i ever will. I'm an outcast, yes, that's what i am. I have to accept this reality that i'm not gonna be part of everything. I'm not gonna stand out, i'm merely gonna stick out like a sore thumb.
