I hate feeling like I have to escape from my own house. It’s happening far too often and all I’d like is someone to be able to keep me company in times like this, instead of just sitting in the car on the side of the road.
Oh my god 10 people at my house get me out of here
Drunk parents tonight = no curfew
Just starting writing a letter to you five minutes ago and I already have 390 words. Pouring my heart out on paper is so difficult when I know that you will only open it to see my hand-writing and instantly throw it out. All I’m trying to do is let you know how I’m feeling, and I can just tell that you don’t even give a damn. I’m going to send it to you anyway, just so I have my own form of closure.
sunkenhollow asked: Oh. Ouch, what a dickhead.
Shit happens, hahaha.
ive got troubled thoughts and body issues and personality problems and jealousy and other uncontrollable emotions and a self esteem to match
what a catch
I really need to swap my Tuesday shift at work, my stupid boss rostered me to start at 3:30 when I don’t even finish uni till 4 -.-