Im so confused about everything. Some days feel perfect, and others feel like im jus making them happen, like im forcing my way thru them. Ive relized so much but never enuff, it never seems like enuff.
i havent updated this journal in ages, im at my dads, i cant sleep its three am. i belive everyone lies, excpacially when the lack of love they have incurages them to belive they have it somewere anywere else. Im tired of being somewere and anywere. people make me sick.