But right now, I'm fading. I just want to crawl into a ball and express every bottled up emotion I could ever feel. I'm no longer numbed out, I'm angry, I'm sad.
I'm really pissed off at you, right now. I can't believe you'd say something like that. This is not a diary, but it's looking like one right now.
I hit the gym this AM so that Grand Bend wouldn't have to suffer tomorrow, and you saw that as part of an addiction. Just because I'm doing something you could never do, doesn't mean it's wrong.
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