im in the middle of the moving mess. trying to start in school again, getting mentally run over by a train once a week, trying to be fucking normal, doing my best at trying to do what im asked. i have freaking four hand-in's for this week. havn't even told my mom, cus she would freak out and yell at me for not having finished them fucking BEFORE I GOT THEM...! no, no thanks, can't tell her. she'd kill me. but then "do this, do that" IM IN THE MIDDLE OF DOING WHAT YOU ASKED ME 10 MINUTES AGO... i am only human.
and please don't laugh at me and joke with my bad mood behind my back - yeah i know that's what you do. cus it's breaking down my barriers and destroying everything i have fixed by being mentally screwd every week.
i am pretty sure that everyone knows that i am sick. it's not a secret. so please don't stress me, cus i'll make me break. i can't do it no more.
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