one of those days

I am so stressed.

Anxious, and sad.

I have a splitting headache, and all I want is something that I cannot have right now.

Hoping as the day continues, this gets better...

toughening up

I know what I have to do most of the time.

I wonder what I am trying to acheive?

Don't call.

Don't text.

Be strong.

I am working on it...

Feelin'n rough and raw in the time of my life

So, my trip to Portland totally fucked with my head,

And I am further convinced that I am too fucked up for the free world.

And that I don't want to associate with the poeple who relate, or think I'm not.

Cause I am trying to change the destiny I was born into.

And that my inability to change that will perpetually leave me a lonely woman.