I need to breathe. I am breathing. But I do need to breathe.
Stop bugging me. In fact, I’m kinda glad I’m here, not in SG. Like running away.
It’s like I’ve run away and yet I haven’t.
*woooooossaaaaaa*
I’m not using his money. Neither am I 18 years old. They’re beginning to sound alike. All of them. Stop all that noise! I need earplugs. Really need earplugs.
The noise in my head is driving me crazy. Makes me want to scream. Makes me want to cry. And all they do is make noise. *ahhhhh*
I will talk when I’m ready. For now, leave me be.
Thanks for understanding Boo.
