Holy hell. I am going to fucking scream.
What can I do? Not a damn thing, and I think I'm getting over it. Then, it just hits me every so often.
Am I that bad? Am I fucking despisable? Destructive to others? I don't get it.
I'm okay with me, it isn't me. Its how others get the wrong impression......it is crushing ribs....or my heart is swelling enough to smash the fuck out of them when it beats.
I'll get over it, there is no sense in me getting so worked up. Especially over something that is "nothing".
Ugh. I need needels in me, NOW!!!!!
Update: So, yeah. I get a little crazy sometimes. It is good to get it out. I really am so great I shouldn't be worrying about it.
It isn't me; my family is doing great, my man is way too good to me, my friends are doing what they do, work is amazing, and I'm awesome. So, I don't need to worry about how people, who know very little about me, will treat me.
I just don't have very thick skin and I jump to conclusions rather easily. So, I'm okay.
Really, I'm more than okay.
What can I do? Not a damn thing, and I think I'm getting over it. Then, it just hits me every so often.
Am I that bad? Am I fucking despisable? Destructive to others? I don't get it.
I'm okay with me, it isn't me. Its how others get the wrong impression......it is crushing ribs....or my heart is swelling enough to smash the fuck out of them when it beats.
I'll get over it, there is no sense in me getting so worked up. Especially over something that is "nothing".
Ugh. I need needels in me, NOW!!!!!
Update: So, yeah. I get a little crazy sometimes. It is good to get it out. I really am so great I shouldn't be worrying about it.
It isn't me; my family is doing great, my man is way too good to me, my friends are doing what they do, work is amazing, and I'm awesome. So, I don't need to worry about how people, who know very little about me, will treat me.
I just don't have very thick skin and I jump to conclusions rather easily. So, I'm okay.
Really, I'm more than okay.
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