I can't deal with life.
There's too much pressure.
I just want to run away.
I don't care what happens,
I have no emotions,
No reactions.
I could be kidnapped and be thankful.
I could be murdered and not be bothered.
I wouldn't fight.
I always want to run away but I don't know where to.
There's only one person that truly cares about me in my family.
Louise.
I need to go to her.
But I don't know how to get there.
Wait that wouldn't work, she isn't at home currently.
Fuck.
Where to now.
I could fly to Italy.
Move in with my best friend.
I could go to Africa,
Australia.
That's where they all left to,
My best friends.
I could stay at Laura's,
That could work.
She always says I can stay at hers for a couple nights when my mental health is extremely bad.
I just don't know who to tell my emotions to,
Nobody would believe me.
Oh well,
Back to square one.
I can't deal with it,
I just can't anymore.
