Dec 03, 2008 23:07
I need a hug.
I'll update on my life when I'm not on the verge of losing it.
I wish my brain wasn't going in a million directions at once.
I'm slowly on one of my crashes and I hate it because there is nothing I can do but prepare for the breakdown that's coming.
At least I know that I am crashing so it won't sneak up on me (fucking bright side).
I want this tightness in my chest to go away.
I want everything taken care of soon--really soon.
.fuck. It's coming soon--I hate not having control of myself.
I need God but I don't feel like He's here.
Why is it that every time I wear make-up I cry?
I know this is a random entry but I'll explain when the breakdown is finished.
.fuck. I need a hug.