Little tears, here and there...
I'm starting to break. I can't take this anymore. I'm noticing little cracks and tears everywhere. I need to go home. I need something definite, and it isn't helping that at every turn Sherry tells me I'm not going home...Keeps telling me there is something wrong with me... I just, I feel like I'm at the beginning of a nervous breakdown, and I can see myself starting to fall apart...
I might as well lay out the story of last night. I was on the phone with Kaitie, Sherry knocked and then came in (what's the point of knocking if you are just going to open my door?) and began by asking me about whether Kaitie had called me or I had called her.
Oh, well, they are home and Sherry needs the computer, so I guess I'm off...
I might as well lay out the story of last night. I was on the phone with Kaitie, Sherry knocked and then came in (what's the point of knocking if you are just going to open my door?) and began by asking me about whether Kaitie had called me or I had called her.
Oh, well, they are home and Sherry needs the computer, so I guess I'm off...