Jun
11th
Thu
11th
I hate it when you feel like you are waving your arms looking for help and no one notices. People too wrapped up in their own lives to bother notice others in need of a hand or shoulder. Bah. Whatever. I know who really cares about me. You know just saying it makes me not want it now. Its mine to deal with, always was. I can’t go through this all again I don’t know if I am strong enough. But at the same time I really want it to happen.
