heh

it’s the time of the month when you are so confused of what the hormones are demanding for and tired of all the bullshit that you are putting yourself into.

 

wanting to cry when there are no tears

and wanting to laugh when all you can do is cry.

 

life’s too tough for me to deal with it right now, seeing that I can’t even deal with myself.

 

 

 

 

 

Also every single time I see your stupid face I feel like smashing it into something. the hormones got me wondering about the look, those words and that action. Over reading and analyzing and thinking and pausing and making up theories and pausing to erase it off. Like Jane on a Red John case.

 

 

Erratic and just full of nervous energy.

Can you just go away now? I had enough.