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okay, i havent written in here in forever, but i need to vent. i can go from being happy and in a beautiful mood, feeling good about myself, to having someone mention somebody else to wanting to break my own arm. hey, i shattered the bones in the back of my hand, why not my arm? i need to run away. run away from everything and everybody ive ever known. nobody really needs me around. they like to have me to use me for instant gratification. thats all. no long term attachment. no real attachment period. im too tired to keep this up. im gonna break one day. no cast or splint will be able to mend the wound.
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