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This house, it holds nothing but the memories
still shaken up. i cant look at my parents without having those images flash into my head. why? i cant stop it. maybe it will fade in time and later i can tell my story to another therapist (if mom ever stop procrastinating and complaining that therapists are for crazies) i havnt even said anything to stephanie, nor brandon. its that bad. if i snap ( Read more... ) -
a moment to myself
maybe its too much exposure ( Read more... ) -
your undivided attention is not needed.yesnopleasethankyou
im content. theres things i should worry about but im not. at one point im happy because i can push those problems aside and finally get through my day (for once in a long time), but the priorities arent in line. this journal is now public. i could care less what people think about me. let them think bad of me. i dont care. im tired of hidding ( Read more... )
