i’m going to be seventeen in three days and i don’t know how to be a kid and it’s too late to learn how to.
i walk around like it doesn’t bother me. well, IT IS! damn it, YES IT BOTHERS ME A LOT. everything has to stop because of IT. everything is wrong because of IT. i’m a 17-minus-3-days years old of living mess. i talked about IT like it’s nothing. well, IT IS SOMETHING! i’m not okay with IT and there’s nothing i can do about it.
i’m teaching my boyfriend math over the phone and crying. i really hope he doesn’t hear it.
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