I feel empty and I've walked around the house aimlessly at least a million times.
I hate this feeling. I hate feeling weak.
I wish there was something you could do, or maybe I could do, to make everything easier for me.
I want to tell everyone I'm so fucking scared of the future, that I might not make through J1 this year, that I can't live saying goodbye to you in January, that I'm not happy with myself at all, that I am not strong enough.
The only thing that is making me happy is studying with Amanda @ the airport tomorrow.
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