It would be so much easier...
if you stopped pushing me away.
You’ve used up all your coupons, and all you got left is me…– No Doubt
I don’t think I can take anymore. I don’t know what else to do at this point. All I know is that I’m not sure what will happen with anymore bad news.
For a few years now...
I have feared my mom coming home and crying.
I wish I could be a better person. I wish that I didn’t waste my time hating other people; what they do, what they say. I would be so much happier if I wasn’t such a hater.
This is the best part.