can’t walk, fucked up both of my ankles.
[[MORE]]That is incredibly unfair that you say such fucking things to me and make me stress the fuck out and worry, and then go and plan a trip to motherfucking Singapore and buy a 25,000 dollar truck for the company. I’m sick of being left out of the loop with our situation, yet you are able to say such upsetting things that make me stress. I refuse to end up like my parents. But oh, wait i...
i wish i was good at retaining information. instead, i’m really great at remembering how to get to places i’ll never go again and times that made me feel like shit.
i don’t want you to notice.
i always get really mad at the fact that we don’t have any strong medicine in my house. i just want some relief, or something will just make me go to sleep.