i wish i knew

i had some good dreams.

i broke yr fucking house and yr stairs. it was fun but i could have died.

i smacked you and bitched you out in front of everyone. then i stormed out and waited in the snow for someone to bring me my shit and i called denny and made him come get me.

idk what you did.

i think you went somewhere or just acted like nothing happened.

i said some great stuff i wish i remembered.

i think she gave be a high five.

im so close to blowing up.

i guess im close to giving up on wishing you cared.

i know you dont so i wont make you.

broken dishes.

im all fucked up because of everyone i let in.

im not afraid of you though.

for some reason i think i trust you.

maybe because its pretty far fetched that im going to fall for you.

just dont leave me please.

it kinda sucks

its like the person who could make me better

i cant have because im fucked up and i dont wanna fuck them up.

so basically in order to stop being fucked up i have to be with someone

but in order to be with someone they have to be fucked up

so then im just fucking myself up more by being with someone fucked up

get it?