thebindingdyke
Don't you love having a mental breakdown at your therapist's office, but you haven't been called back yet, so you're sitting in a cold, metal chair crying and hyperventilating. Meanwhile, your inhaler is sitting on your dining room table an hour away from where you were. Mom isn't with you today, so you have to wait twenty minutes for your appointment to start. Alone.
This happened an hour ago. I'm doing better.
thebindingdyke
1) don't know the bullies names
2) I'm the one who's killing the cheater ex
3) sorry bro, but you ain't killing my homophobic parents, they have to accept the fact the both of their children are lesbians
4) I mean, damn I'll take knife to end my suffering
Thank God I have therapy again on friday