shit I have to say

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I feel sad. I don’t want to move. I want to be distracted and I want to get away, but that’s the exact opposite of what I want all at the same time.

I feel like the moment I let go of my apparently ~crazed paranoias, will be the moment that they come back to slap me in the face.

My stomach hurts, I feel ugly.

Posted September 21, 2011 at 11:13am || home

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