Used to waste my time writing....

And thats what i seem to always do. waste my time writing, or filmimg. fun fun fun. so eventful. but none of it seems to get me anywhere.

writing about nothing. talking about nothing that means anything but is all nothing in the same way. not understanding why i am upset when i am. over thinking everything i come in contact with.

nothing seems right anymore. nothing seems to go right.

and the reason to all this depression and mass confusion is just because i miss him. and i feel like i did something wrong. and that he is no longer intrested in me.

nothing ever goes the way as planned, and i expect that, but i would like to have it go in my favor just a little.

i guess we'll see.