The feeling of falling apart + swaps?

Hey Mibba,

I see journals be fixed. I'm glad. Big thank you for who ever was responsible for the fixige. (haha, that's probably not a real word, but I'm using it because I can)

So I've been hiding up in my room for two hours and pretending not to hear my parents as they argue downstairs. Yeah, pretend not to know that separation is soon around the corner. Pretend to know that my mum won't move out. Pretend that my dad isn't a jack @$$. I hate him, I really do. He makes my life miserable and I can't wait until I can escape to college in a year a half. I need to get away from this angry, miserable house.

Seriously, I hate the feeling of knowing when something is falling apart and there's nothing you can do to stop it from unraveling. Once more, I'm having a hard time breathing because of my stupid dumb lungs can't handle the stress.

*attempted deep breath* ok, Addy, keep cool. The last thing you need is to lose it.

Ok, venting over. Maybe to some fun stuff? Like swaps? Like yes!

Ok, so I have a new story that is...well...different? Its called "For All Things Beautiful" and I really can't explain it, you'll just have to check it out I suppose...(see what I did there? Hahaha) but I'm up for a comment swap on it. It's five chapters but super short chapters...so if we do swap, give me one of about equal length? Thanks :)

Also, as always, I'm open for poem swaps and poem/Drabble swaps. My babies need some love!

Alrighty, I'm done wasting your time. Good night everybody, or what ever it is where ever you are. I loves you all, Mibba makes me feel better even I'm falling apart.

Luvs, Addy

"if the fact that true love solves everything is a lie, then it is the most beautiful lie ever told"--John Green