i wish i knew what was wrong. like when i am asked "what is wrong" i want to be able to give an answer. but i just don't know the answer anymore. whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
so this thing...called the past. i wish i could just forget about it... but it seems that every time i start to let it go... it comes back and haunts me. ...like and obsessive stalker.
i wish i could just leave everything and everyone and just start over someplace where no one knows me. :(
i just realized i turn 18 in exactly a month. go life. ima go slit my wrists now. but seriously. not excited at all... except for the fact that all of my friends are coming in town to see me. 11 days :/