Dear Dairy,
I'm laying in bed right now at 12:02 a.m. wondering how to stop the aching in my chest. I love four people with my whole heart. My two best friends, my boyfriend, and my girlfriend. The problem is my boyfriend hates everything about my friends. It makes my heart feel so heavy, but I don't want to give up on him. I just don't know how to put in words how frustrated I am. He probably doesn't either, but how does one get a person to listen if they are to stressed out by them to listen? The honest answer is you can't, and that is why the butter flies in my chest have turned into wolves banging on the bars of a metal cage they're trapped in.
Okay, now it's like 1 O'clock and I'm still having the same problem as before. Although, now I'm excited because I'm going to a concert with one of my very best friends in like sixteen hours. It's fine I will probably be less excited when I have to be under the crippling weight of anxiousness do to the amount of people that are going to be there. God, I sound like a crazy person why can't I just be normal. I'm going to bed now talk to you in a little while.
It has been twelve hours more than a little bit, but we are finally on the road. My head is killing me, and I am having the worst car sickness. Honestly it's not as bad as the heart renching pain I had this morning.
That was the most amazing concert I have ever been to. There was Falling in Reverse, Papa Roach, Hollywood Undead, and Escape the Fate. That's it for today maybe next time.
