deathdocter

I keep all my emotions bottled up inside. I hate to talk about feelings although writing them doesn't seem so bad. I am not were I want to be. I feel lost and very much alone. I always sacrifice everything, including my happiness for everyone and never get anything in return but heartache. My days are never long enough, but they still seem to drag on. Nothing gets accomplished and things always seem to get worse. Unfortunatley my stress release is boxed away for the rest of the month until my grandmother leaves to Puerto Rico at the end of the month. I have been tempted to order some more. That rush always makes me feel better. Pain kinda pushes the other emotions aside at least for a short while. Scars eventually heal anyway, well physical ones do. Mental ones never go away. Kayla has been wanting to come out and play lately. It has taken all of me to keep her in. When I feel her it scares me. Okay so now I am rambling on and on so I think I am done.