I haven't written a long, meaningful blog, in sooo long. Soo. Here it goess. D:

Playground school bell rings, again.

Rain clouds come to play, again.

Has no one told you she's not breathing?

There are so many reasons I have to just up and leave. So many problems I can run from. So many people to avoid. But I can't. I have to be mature, face them.

Hello, I'm your mind

Giving you someone to talk to...

"She just wanted your help! That's what you have been asking for, Douglas! She asked you to help her check the fluids, THAT'S WHAT YOU WANTED!"

"Why the hell did she drive it when it was running hot? Why Sue?! Yeah, why? Huh?! Exactly! Miss perfect isn't fucking perfect now!"

"She drove 5 fuckin blocks!"

"Normal people don't do that!!"

"So she isn't normal?! You know she goes there and feels safe!"

"That's bull shit..."

*something is thrown.*

...*door slams.*

*car door slams*

the only person I have in my life (& she doesn't even give a fuck) is gone. She drives away and leaves me in the middle of the storm. Raging.

Hello,

If I smile and don't believe.

Soon I know, I'll wake, from this dream.

"Kristen, I didn't know your mom was going to drive you to work tomorrow, that's why I went and checked it without you. I just wanted you to get to work safe, I love you"

                                                              please. gtfo.

Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken.

Hello, I'm the lie, living for you

So you can hide...

I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of hopelessness. 

"Kristen, please come downstairs! I have to show you something" my mom hollers to me.

"Kay."

"You know I love Doug more than I have ever loved anyone. But If things dont change in a few weeks. I just. I cant do it anymore. You're a sophomore, right? Well. We can do it. I know we can. I applied for a job at parkers. Ill have more money. We could move out, It will work. I don't know how much of that argument you heard, but Kristen. You did nothing wrong.. In fact you did everything right. I love you, please don't stress out about this. I don't need your stomach acting any worse than it is. You were so smart. We were not fighting about you. Please stay healthy, You need to, not only for you but me too. I love you."

Don't cry.

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping.

Hello, I'm still here

All that's left of yesterday.