Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Hey. I'm here. Alive. Things are great.Can't sleep. My nose is all stuffed up. My eyes are so tired. I cannot stop feeling this way. I promised myself I'll never let myself feel like that. It's hard. We all want to feel loved.
Don't feel like that now.
It's ok. I will love me even if no one else will. When I'm done here I'll promise to sleep. I have to. Long day ahead.