and another one bites the dust.

life - in all it's many shapes and forms

sucks balls.

I hate depressed people - when life is such an amazing thing what is there to be depressed about? I look down on depressed people and here I am being one.

the guy I'm in love with loves someone else - he always has loved someone else and I've always waited to be the next 'one'.

sometimes I dream of a world that's different to here - someplace amazing and beautiful, that can fill the empty space is my imagination, someplace where there are no expectations, and no-one expects anything from me.

belle x