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.