if i could just type better yea..
so my mind has def been spinning for days now
i am coming home.( to visit)
sometimes i just think you don't get it.
this is causing me great uncertainty
this is going to be weird for me , i think. or maybe i'm just thinknig too much like always.
im going to see alot of people that when i left, was kinda awkward...haha..ha.
my "state" hasnt been that great the past few weeks. great.
i started signing up for classes her. maybe that will make me feel better about myself. and maybe just maybe ill complete one.
ah what the hell ever
my brother just got out of jail my mom is on crazy medication that makes her talk way too much FUCK M.S. eat shit and die and rott in hell, fucking stupid disease, ( sorry outburst) hehe.
im getting better. im not as unwell as i used to be.
I AM NOT CRAZY
i had a reason for everything i did , i said reason, i didnt say excuse.
i never was crazy i was just young, growing up and fucking up ,,,right right.
i wish just a few people could see me how i truely am now. but that doesn't matter teh damange has been done and the past is the past.
sucks.
even though i am getting better i still have my days, lashouts, outbursts, flashbacks, panic attacks, what have you. feeling totally detached from this world ( the worst one)
i feel like there is HOPE in it all. somewhere. somehow. i will find it one day.
i hope i dont return home.
i hope we never break up
because if we did, i know it would be my fault. because i am different than you.
my own worst enemy.
i am coming home.( to visit)
sometimes i just think you don't get it.
this is causing me great uncertainty
this is going to be weird for me , i think. or maybe i'm just thinknig too much like always.
im going to see alot of people that when i left, was kinda awkward...haha..ha.
my "state" hasnt been that great the past few weeks. great.
i started signing up for classes her. maybe that will make me feel better about myself. and maybe just maybe ill complete one.
ah what the hell ever
my brother just got out of jail my mom is on crazy medication that makes her talk way too much FUCK M.S. eat shit and die and rott in hell, fucking stupid disease, ( sorry outburst) hehe.
im getting better. im not as unwell as i used to be.
I AM NOT CRAZY
i had a reason for everything i did , i said reason, i didnt say excuse.
i never was crazy i was just young, growing up and fucking up ,,,right right.
i wish just a few people could see me how i truely am now. but that doesn't matter teh damange has been done and the past is the past.
sucks.
even though i am getting better i still have my days, lashouts, outbursts, flashbacks, panic attacks, what have you. feeling totally detached from this world ( the worst one)
i feel like there is HOPE in it all. somewhere. somehow. i will find it one day.
i hope i dont return home.
i hope we never break up
because if we did, i know it would be my fault. because i am different than you.
my own worst enemy.