[[MORE]]Right now I’m a little sick to my stomach thinking about where my life is heading. Well, it’s more like where my life isn’t heading. I kinda just want to talk to you about everything and have you listen. Or maybe I’d just rather listen to you talk. It comes out a lot more beautiful. But instead I’ll just keep feeling sick and knowing that I’m a shitty...
I am setting myself up for more disappointment.
i can’t handle being an adult anymore. i just want to sleep and ignore everything.