thisis Mass confusion and utter dissolution, fuckers.

Yeah.

i don't fucking know.

Fuuuuuuuucckkkkkk what's wrong with me. Why do i do this.

                                                           Cause if feels good, moron. 


And i'm leaving. and i'm leaving and i'm leaving and i want to go away i need to go away hell what am i supposed to do.

my brain is so muddled right now-it's insane.
                         
                                      You can't control your feelings. 

This isn't going to get better.

And the worst part is, i'm not even sorry.