

It’s the simple things … like being able to lock yourself in your own room, being able to drive very far away, and being able to isolate yourself from everyone and everything.
I hate that feelin’, you know. That strong feeling of anger that is trying to burst out of you. You can’t really pinpoint what or why but for some reason tears continues to drip down your face. You want them to stop but more and just keep on coming. You hate ourself for it, you really do. But you can’t stop now.
The worse part of it all. I wouldn’t know where to begin or who to even talk to. I wouldn’t know where to even begin .
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