062; fuck
Friday, 27 August 2010 @ 8:06 am
feels like crying, feels like dying. I don’t understand a single fucking thing. why she always has to be the one angry and the one we apologize to, when she’s always finding fault with us. it’s tiring holding back tears all the time. but the minute the waterworks start, the minute she’ll bite again. and she won’t let go. it hurts so bad, it’s suffocating, and it’s horrible. I hate staying at home. I hate staying at home so much, but I can’t do anything about it.
hurts like fuck. and there’s no one to talk to about it.
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