Man on fire, with a broken heart.
I have a headache. It sucks really bad.
James and I are no longer on speaking terms.
I have no one left, Im sick of all the fucking lies.
Im going to exclude myself from everyone elses lives.
They want me gone, Im going.
I wont be around much longer to bother anyone anymore.
I ruin everything for myself.
And everyone else appearantly.
And they wonder why I never talk to them.
Just blame it on Mickenzie, its all her fault anyways.
Always has been, always will be.