Maybe things are not as screwd up as I led myself to believe.
Calling twice to inform you of a self-induced panic attack was not the best idea.
I use to have this undercontrol,but now my mind is winning again.
And I won’t go back to how things were 5 years ago… But my mind keeps going back.
Just stop caring, right.
Things were always better when I didn’t care.It was a cold walk to class today, but the snow looked amazing.
It’s been so long since I walked by myself in a snow storm.
Here is to being alone on this one.
Three days straight of morning shits next week and I think I might lose it.
morning shits are the worst… way to go stephanie… way to go.
