P for Pain
Every time I think about something, it sparks a painful memory in my head. In fact, it's everywhere. In what people say, in what I see, in what I do. It sparks memories.
I realized I haven't grown up at all. I need order and rules to keep me straight or I don't know what to do (school)
What can I do? Damn, I'm still like 12
What will I do, what can I do? How do people communicate outside of school? Is there a law against something I need to know? Scary world.
I miss the old days actually. New times. Old memories fade. Ouch.
I'm really happy for the people that's still with me after those years... even though we're falling apart.
Thanks.
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RandomStruggles. Excuses. Problems. Issues. Random shit. Something we all can relate. Essentially a vent book or a way to put everything in writing Plus thoughts and some theories. (beware cringe and teen stuff until you get to the recent ones) Some part...
