Y'all. Bad day here. Just bad. Messy. Not like, dead puppies or armed robbery...
Just emotionally bad. Just, lots of little things kind of lumped together and I feel terrible and worthless and foolish.
Sometimes, I'm not OK. I want to be.
But I am always stripped back down to that weird, impulsive little 4th grader who was and will always be a fuck up.
And I can try to keep it together, but really, I just need some time alone.
I'm sorry. And I will do better. Promise.
I hope.
Just emotionally bad. Just, lots of little things kind of lumped together and I feel terrible and worthless and foolish.
Sometimes, I'm not OK. I want to be.
But I am always stripped back down to that weird, impulsive little 4th grader who was and will always be a fuck up.
And I can try to keep it together, but really, I just need some time alone.
I'm sorry. And I will do better. Promise.
I hope.
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Unfortunately, they seem to be be commoner now.