Go Ahead, Cry.

I feel like trash.
I guess I am.
I'm 

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And, It's not fun. It's hurting. More and More each day.

My mom can die already.

her boyfriend too.

Me too. 

I guess.

I'm friends with some perv.

Named Jake i think. 

Jake Lawrence(:

He's nice.

But..... On the wrong side.

Yes, he's straight.

Wanna know why I haven't written? 

I've been trying to sleep.

And, it's not working.

It's painfully impossible. 

Wanna know a secret? 

I don't even miss you one bit. 

Thanks for treating me like crap.

And, Not remembering.

I could care less if you can't remember. 

Go ahead. Hate me like you said.

I really hate this feeling. 

When you're doing something wrong and you KNOW it... 

But... You do it anyways. 

Just. Because. You. Can. 

Sometimes my bedroom walls 

Speak to me.

And call my name.

I don't know why.

But they do. 

Amazing isn't it ? 

I don't care if my dads mad.

I'm failing almost all my classes.

Because, I don't get it.

It's too hard.

When you're tired. 

And, you can't sleep. 

Because you're scared. 

I'm facing fears

With no fear

On my face.

Look honey,

we finally made it.

Do you have anything to say? 

No? Alright. 

Sometimes I worry,

I'm crazy.

Because, I remember things....

Things i don't even remember i knew.

If you understand what I mean...

"Of all the roads I traveled I remain the same"

"Will you be back? I won't."

"Of all people, you."