You know, sometimes I wish I could just burst into tears.
Just hot tears of sorrow or frustration or pain. Without people asking me whats wrong or calling me dramatic. Because I don't have the slightest idea what is wrong.
I wish I did. I wish I could be happy again, but I can't.
People are getting mad at me, but honestly, I couldn't give a crap because I can't exactly help it.
I just want it to go away. I want to rip apart my chest until I find that little glitch that is making
me want to be anywhere but here. Anywhere but with these people.
I was seriously considering moving back with my dad the other day. He's family, he's forever. There's no strings attached with him. Maybe he'd actually want me, but I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't.
No one ever has and no one probably ever will.
I'll never be good enough for anyone I care about or anything I attempt.
I'm just one big mistake.