Fresh air my ass!
It just won't stop. I can't escape it. Every day it lies within me trying to get out and then it does and I'm a mess. Incapable of anything and unable to express that which I need to express. Nights like this I understand why people cut. But I could never. Am I a pussy or just smart and logical? Not in most senses except when it comes to pain, how appropriate. I could either just have depression or really be upset over something. I'm working on it with my "therapist". Haven't done his homework though. God I can't do anything even when I want to do it.
I was at OutSpoken tonight and got physically sick. How fun I can't even stand my own kind. But with the onset of this female interest perhaps not. Hell who knows. Probably gonna go to bed, maybe. Eh. This weekend might be the best time to figure it out.
-Cali
I was at OutSpoken tonight and got physically sick. How fun I can't even stand my own kind. But with the onset of this female interest perhaps not. Hell who knows. Probably gonna go to bed, maybe. Eh. This weekend might be the best time to figure it out.
-Cali