why? whywhywhy

[expects]

I AM
FLIPPING OUT!
My hands are shaking. I'm going crazy. I struggle getting in the door and then I trip and then I run into the wall and spill my water. That kind of night. I'm not that kind of person. I ate five cookies without realizing it on a nervous stomach I'm so gross inside!

WHYDIDN'TYOUCALLME
WHYDOICAREWHATISHAPPENINGTOMEI'VEHATEDTHISWHOLEWEEK
I DON'T
IDON'TUNDERSTANDIDON'TUNDERSTANDIDON'TUNDERSTAND

I'm sorry
You didn't ask for this

These walls are so drab. Can't...take it anymore. I spray-painted a rug purple. A rug purple. Now I have a purple rug. This is good. My hands need to calm down. I need a tablecloth. I need
ouch ouch ouchhh

don't feel good.don'tfeel good. I can't breathe really. Emily says "BREATHE!!"
But my stomach is so tight and anxious and my throat is all closed up and stupid.

What'd I do? Did I mess up? Am I not intelligentattractiveinterestinggood enough for you? Not enough. Me. Not. Never. me

you

Not my night. It's just not my night. I can't sit here anymore.
I'm hot. But it was just cold. Little boy thermals. With the little race cars...

and boy shorts. With the little polar bears..