twztdchik

I don't know....so don't ask.
I'm so fucking low I can't stand it. I drive/walk/work through life so goddamned sad I can't listen to what people say. I know if I tune in, it's just going to make me cry.
To say I don't know what's on my mind would be lie.

I miss people who have no control over when they can come home. I hate people who I somehow have become involved with. I hate that there's never anyone there for me...especially when I have to be there for them. I hate that I keep learning I'm being lied to by someone who's supposed to care enough not to do that. I hate that I can't make anyone happy...especially not me. Most of all, I hate myself.





Maybe I just need a hug & an airhorn.