i can't do anything but break down and cry. I am trying to accept the things life throws at me.

It keeps throwing with no mercy.

It's not my choice to make. isit?

i hate that time of the month. It always make me feel shitty.

Like i don't feel shitty enough.

fuck la.

At times like these i don't know if my friends are deaf and that they don't listen,

or,

or,

i refuse to express this.

I don't know how.

i don't know how.