fine okay not fine not okay yes no I don’t know.

I went to the councilor. I think I’m losing my mind.

I miss my friends.

Why the fuck am I crying all the fucking time!?

I want to smoke really badly. Or get fucking drunk. No.

I shouldn’t be awake at this hour. I shouldn’t be alone at this hour.

The person I need will never be around. Still trying to understand that.

My mom is not a bad person.

Maybe I’m the one that fucked up.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

I don’t know how this works. How do you learn to be okay?

I need you.




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