crying.
my family says i need to start taking birth control because of this trip.
i am offended.
i am scared.
i am not okay.
i am not like that. i dont care what other people do, but this is who i am. and that is who im not.
maybe it was stupid of me to plan this trip. i obviously have different intentions than everyone else does.
i mean i get it. i just up and leave? one day? thats what it took? the only people i know there are my moms best friend and a guy thats been in love with my for 3 years? what can anyone take from that? a month? really? im staying for a month and i dont think anything is going to happen? apparently I am the one that is wrong. i am the naive one. i am the one that has her head in the clouds, when i apparently should be taking the pill. bull fucking shit.
yeah it takes two to tango, but im not even on the dance floor. and even if i wanted to be, someone broke both my legs a long time ago.
i need to take my alprazolam. im getting near panic attack. help.
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