All for you, it's all for you, all for you... *EDITED VERSION*
I am really...really...really bored. I'm in a strange mood. I took Candace home like 2 hours ago. I started typing without knowing where this is going. I'm not even trying to write well because not many people read this anyway, I think some people just skim it. But that's okay.
The self doubt thing has been getting to me in a bad way recently. I've been breaking down a lot more often, a lot harder, and for longer periods of time.
It all must get annoying for the only person in the world willing to listen to it all, Candace.
MWO was alright I guess. I enjoyed my match, but I pushed my limits a little too far and paid for it by coughing up blood for like an hour.
The self doubt thing has been getting to me in a bad way recently. I've been breaking down a lot more often, a lot harder, and for longer periods of time.
It all must get annoying for the only person in the world willing to listen to it all, Candace.
MWO was alright I guess. I enjoyed my match, but I pushed my limits a little too far and paid for it by coughing up blood for like an hour.