A Million Miles And I'm Now Here

2.3.16

I've been meaning to write all day.
Confused and hurt once more. I slowly cut down on talking to Jerome as weird as that sounds but I run from him. As if I can't trust him on how I feel. Ever since the last time I talked to Sheldon I kinda stopped talking about my feelings. How stupid they are, and how they mean nothing. I didn't talk to Jerome but like I was thinking and thinking a lot. I'm get more frustrated with him lately and I'm really sorry about it. I just take things so seriously and somethings mean more to me than others. Causing me to be more frustrated than before.

I hate looking at my old me, I hate where my choices had led me to this pit of darkness. I've been having these things where is my mood flips over and over again. Go to school tired, Fake smile a day, come home being just okay, later in the afternoon ill break out, ill feel like it's the end of the world. I'm pushing everyone away I'm so sorry for that. I hate who I've become I want to sleep everything off and not wake up anymore. I don't feel any better, well I guess thats how I'm going to be.