professional_screwup

I’m deleting my account. I can’t tell you why, but I HAVE to leave. I’m sorry.

You ever just start crying because you suddenly realize that there’s actually someone in this God forsaken world that cares about you and shows it?

Updated.

Sorry I haven't been active for a LONG time, but I'm back. :)

HoNeStLy, ScReW SoCiALiZiNg.

I updated. :/

Screw this. I'm entering the fictional world where the happily ever afters exist.
          
          If y'all need me, I'll be binging 'Once Upon a Time'.

"Staring at the walls again
          I don't even think that you have ever see me
          Know that you try to pretend
          Think you know my head
          Why can't you just believe me
          
          Now, I'm stuck here for the second time
          They all assume but don't even try
          And now I'm the bad guy
          Make mistakes sometimes
          Sorry you don't understand
          
          Sometimes don't feel cause I don't like emotions
          I hate romance, but stay for the moments
          So confusing usually don't know where my mind's tryna go
          And I like nights cause I hate when it's bright out
          Yeah, laugh a lot but my brain's really psyched out
          Don't fall fast but when I do, I hang on a little too long
          And I get distant when I'm mad at myself
          Push too hard then my soul's left a burnout
          I say sorry a lot, don't know why but
          I'm sorry, I guess
          
          Barely even said a word
          You already got a story that you'll twist up
          If I speak I'll make it worse
          Contemplating how it always gets so messed up
          
          Now I'm stuck here for the second time
          They all assume but don't even try
          And now I'm the bad guy
          Make mistakes sometimes
          Sorry you don't understand
          
          Sometimes don't feel cause I don't like emotions
          I hate romance but stay for the moments
          I'm so confusing usually, don't know where my mind's tryna go
          And I like nights cause I hate when it's bright out
          Yea laugh a lot but my brain's really psyched out
          Don't fall fast but when I do, I hang on a little too long
          And I get distant when I'm mad at myself
          Push too hard then my soul's left a burnout
          I say sorry, don't know why
          But I'm sorry, I guess"

Starting to wonder if I'll ever have the courage to start that conversation with my parents. . . I've been putting it off for a while now. . .

I feel like crying, and I don't know why. . . Everything just hurts.