Nothing happened like I thought it would. But I am waiting for one little thing to go wrong, to give me an 'excuse', I guess you could say, so I can slit my arms from the wrists to the elbows. Something always goes wrong. Especially when Emily gets home...
{{Dear Joe<3, wish I could stay strong for you. But it`s just too hard. I am sorry...}}
& Emily is coming home this week for Thanksgiving. I am MORE than ready.
Am I really so ungrateful? Ugh. I`m a terrible person. Then again, I don`t really care. I can turn my feelings/conscience off, you know?
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