i cant breathe. the airs clogged. still. sticky. my face is itching. breakouts.
my moods changing constantly and he doesn't understand. i don't know how i want him to react.
JUST BE THERE AND LISTEN, ACKNOWLEDGE WHAT I SAY ONCE IN BETWEEN. THATS ALL.
don't say things to spite me. judge me. u know i get piss off easily. i don't mean to give ya an atittude. you just don't know me.
i feel like dying. lifes getting horrid again. yings not feeling too gd these days and i don't know what to do.schs starting and im feeling lost and panicky again. the waiting and waiting for the 1st tuition pay didn't arrive today. im angry. disappointed. i hate to see myself become a person that i hated. to-slogged-for-money is the word. sometimes i feel that i might be abusing the word 'PMS'. But thats the only word that i can contribute to since its coming soon. i hate it. i wanna scream too. i wish i can cry off the frustrations that i have and feel inside. the weariness. stuffiness. i hate my room. my home. the dust. bugs. ants. especially them. they bite me. wtf. i need to whine and be pampered. to be loved. to be coaxed. why an't u coaxing me? i need you.