I miss Daniel.
But 62 days of this and then we have the whole summer.
62 to go.
I miss Daniel.
But 62 days of this and then we have the whole summer.
62 to go.
My Dad makes me feel like shit sometimes. No one has made me cry more than he has, no one has hurt me more than he has and no one will probably ever be able to hurt me or confuse me or make me as angry as he does.
I don’t know why I can’t be one of these people who just don’t care about the relationship. He walked out the door today and just before he left he turned round and said oh you can’t even say sorry and I has spent the whole argument trying to say I’m sorry but it just made me cry and I was trying not to cry which meant I couldn’t talk.
I don’t even have anyone to talk to because Dan is away, Rachel is at prom and I don’t want to ruin her night so I might just go and sit in the woods and cry and then stay there because no one fucking cares.
Argh no that’s wrong and selfish. People do care but I don’t want to offload my problems onto them, so here, Internet, have my problem, have my sorrow and maybe, just maybe I can be happy later.
I’m miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms.
no one tell her but I miss Rachel and she needs to like come home now…
its okay not to be okay
Its funny how people change their opinions of others due to cirmunstances. why do i care what people say about me.