if anyone has read my past few journals u know what i'm talking about. i'm not asking anyone to run off and go read them, but my question is...when is enough, enough? how much can one person take? yes, i know i'm bp, i take things to heart, i feel more, blah blah blah. how much shit can a person take? i have a back of an 80 year old, shit my grams is 72 and her back is better than mine. the bullshit at work, at home, just everywhere. maybe it's me? i can feel depression coming on, and i hate it. i like being stable, going and doing things all the time and keeping busy. i don't like sitting. idle hands are not good for me. things happen in threes? so what's next? what else can fuckin happen. go ahead and hit me, I've been able to hold my head up through so much shit, go ahead and hit me with more shit to prove i'm strong. is that what all of this is for? ok, i'm rambling now, shut up daisy. thanks for reading. whatever. good nite.