Monday, April 21, 2014

don't even.

gods i am in such a bad mood.

i don't want to talk to anyone. i don't want to see anyone.

nobody talk to me. nobody touch me. don't even breathe near me lest i breath fire and roast you alive.

uuuuuughggghghhgd

i need a rage room.

punhing bags. glass. breakable stuff. and a baseball bat.

i want to be out of this house and do somethign.

but i don't want to do anything.
i don't want to be with anyone.

i just want to break shit.

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