september 13th

i'm sick of being tired. constantly. i'm pretty sure no one will read this, so i feel like i can spill my thoughts. things are gonna be different now. school's starting, my new job is starting. lately all i can think about is you, and i hate that. i want you gone. i want you dead. i want you out of my head. honestly, i wish i'd never have met you. you were the worst thing that ever happened to me. you messed me up. badly. and you dont even care.
whatever. i wish i could say i'm done, but i'm not done.