04/05/2006 - 3:50 a.m.

Evidently even my journals are no longer safe. The places that I thought I could speak my thoughts freely are no more.

I just woke up to have two cops on my doorstep courtesy of my bf/exbf whatever he is because of something I'd writted in my myspace journal.

I nearly ended up buying a one way ticket to the looney bin because of it.

Was I planning on killing myself?

It had crossed my mind, I won't deny that.

Would I have?

I don't know. I've tried before you know and all I managed to do is puke up a shit load of alcohol...

Was I about to tell the cops that though?

HELL FUCKING NO!!!!

The LAST place I need to be is the hospital. Fuck that!

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