The random scribbling that comes to my head, that i must put somewhere. The insane babble that is the work of my mind and that stuff only i understand.
i did it, i needed to. right? i couldn't keep going on like that. right? i wasn't going to work. right? if only it did. i an;t go on with out you, but you need so much better. stand clear. come near me and you are sure to get hurt. yes, that is a warning to any guy out there.
it hurts so much right now but it will pass. right?