... I really don't know what to feel any more. I feel I've been slipping further and further away from my closest friend, even though things seem to have patched up between us.

I'm absolutely fucking SICK of World of Warcraft now. I can't play it without feeling like hell because something happens that I don't like. But I can't stop playing it. Why? Because I'm damn pathetic, and all my closest friends are people I know through the internet. Through World of Warcraft. If I quit, I'll lose every last one of them, and I'll probably never contact them again.

Shit sucks, don't it? I'm still a damn idiot, always will be. I try to do something smart, witty, something that cheers people up, and I end up dropping a boulder onto it, ruining the moment and making everything shit.

As I've said before: fuck life. Mine's gone to shit ever since summer ended. I don't even see why I need to keep going any more. I really don't. And I try to get a little comfort from a friend, but then... somehow the conversation goes awry, and I feel worse than before.

I don't even know why I keep posting these journal entries. All I'm doing is announcing my failure. And how much of an emo I am. Wow, I'm a fucking whore for pity, aren't I? Jesus christ. I'm bitching and complaining about what everyone goes through. Yep.

Fucking retard, Tanner. Way to go.