Today I realized that I was a stick on legs... it is awful... I look like I am anorexic or something... this whole depressed thing has definitely taken its toll on me.-
I am gonna make him see that people really do care about him... even if it takes the rest of my life. I am also not going to let him fall or ever get hurt again.. I just wont let it happen.
God... I am so flipping relieved.... I was so worried... so worried... I didnt know what the hell to do. Now that I know what is going on... I am so relieved... it is so nice. I was so concerned. I care about him so much... even though he begs to differ. That had to be the scariest thing in my whole life.
I am fucking depressed... and I have no one to turn to... except Mr. Constable... but he reminds me of Jason.. and I dont need that... it just makes me cry. I dont want them to not be a part of my life though... these tears will never cease.. I see the world through blurry eyes... but no one sees my tears.