I have so much on my mind.
I don't want to share it all.
I feel stupid.
I want to cry.
I'm thinking about everything.
Is this all really worth it?
Is this really what life is supposed to be like?
I wish things were different.
I wish I could feel different.
My mom thinks I'm depressed.
Joy.
Maybe I am.
I'm going to lose it
if I can't tell you
I like you.
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