dear anxiety.

dear big brother....

I'm sorry

I'm so sorry

I fucked up again

Why don't you want to talk to me

You say it's because I keep doing bad things

But you don't see that these bad things make me feel alive

Sure I took a couple hits off it but that was it

I couldn't take the pressure of someone telling me to do it.

I'm so Fucking sorry

I didn't want to.

I just had the need to do it

Please forgive me

I need you

Please don't stop talking to me

Your the one that stopped me from doing something stupid before.

When you said bye it just made me worse.

Please I'll stop.

Don't give up on me

Please.......

Please you giving up on me is like me giving up on my self...

I'll clean up my act....

Anything to make you talk to me again....

Please don't do this to me.

Please don't leave me Jarrod....