I don't even think it matters at this point. I just know that today was the day that I realized that I'm fed up with all these problems. I'm tired of everyone giving me something else to stress about. I'm tired of trying to be nice. I feel like I have to throw up. It blew my mind to find out that I'm stressed through my body showing physical signs of tension. Then, it all hit me like Manny Pacquiao. I realized just how much I'm really, really fucking tired of. One day. One day, I'll snap. Then, maybe people will learn that I hurt too, sometimes.
"It's time to leave, you'll never be lonely again."
I can't wait for the day someone says that to me.
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