Nov 20, 2008

Your skin attached, this fragile cliche of my broken heart attack

You should swallow your teeth and hang out and stay for a while.


I'm sorry for earlier today, before the show. The stress is getting to me, more than you can imagine. I've just got so much to deal with right now, any little thing can set me off. I just need you to be there to help me out of it. I'm sorry I got mad at you, because I know I hate it when you get mad at me. But even you could see that you make me smile even if I'm upset. I know everything will work out fine in the end, but it doesn't help that we have to go through so much shit to get there.


I'm not sure if it's because I'm hormonal or I'm just freaked out, and that doesn't help either. You know. Those thoughts don't go away.

Anyhow, I'm sorry. I hate getting mad at you because then I always feel bad afterwards.



P.S. I made another one of these, but I don't think it's as good as the first.

1 comment:

Miss Liz said...

its actually much better