holy fuck shit.

will someone please cut out my internal organs that cause pms?

sorry.

thats really all.

i decided tonight to listen to music i haven't touched in a long time.

and now i'm sitting here with tear stained cheeks because i remember how i used to be.

and i know i'm pms'ing.

fuck it.

i get to see my dad on thursday. i will cry to him. i will go like this "daddy. i want to come home. please. take me with you."

only i won't go.

because i like it here too.

FUCK.

if there was only some way for me to be able to pull myself out of this music induced depression.

but no. i like it better this way.