Something is wrong with me.
I feel like I cannot stop the thoughts that are running through my life right now. I feel like I'm in grade school again. Alone and obsessed with death. Not about killing, or accidents or pain... but about being Death. But I mustn't lie. I also think about killing people. People that get on my nerves. About disecting things just to see how they function like doctors in the old days.
I think my mother is rubbing off on me. I need to get out of here but where would I go? I have to work? If I run away, they might kick Leah out and I don't want that to happen to her. I need to escape somewhere but I'm way too afraid to do it. Common, I'm afraid of the dark and I don't drive. Not to mention, I wouldn't be able to offord a trip on my salery.
I'm starting to get tired of making everyone happy. Can't they see that I'm not happy? How come it's all about them and when it comes to me it's, "Oh, well I'm sorry" and they go off on their way doing whatever it was they were doing. They are not sorry that they are making me miserable. They are just happy that I am giving them money to be here.
I have the biggest headache in the world!
And it sucks. I need to get out.
I think my mother is rubbing off on me. I need to get out of here but where would I go? I have to work? If I run away, they might kick Leah out and I don't want that to happen to her. I need to escape somewhere but I'm way too afraid to do it. Common, I'm afraid of the dark and I don't drive. Not to mention, I wouldn't be able to offord a trip on my salery.
I'm starting to get tired of making everyone happy. Can't they see that I'm not happy? How come it's all about them and when it comes to me it's, "Oh, well I'm sorry" and they go off on their way doing whatever it was they were doing. They are not sorry that they are making me miserable. They are just happy that I am giving them money to be here.
I have the biggest headache in the world!
And it sucks. I need to get out.