I don't want you to feel bad I just had to write this out so it wasn't stuck inside of me. Please don't feel bad.
I spent last night reaching my post limit on tumblr
I tried to think as little as possible
you see thinking is never a good thing for me, I always end up sad or angry, mostly from my own doing
I spent last night in the bathtub with a faint light on letting my tears salt the warm water
I don't know why i thought it was a good idea to seclude myself even more, I ended up wallowing in my self pity
I spent last night trying to fall asleep at ten o'clock but my mind wouldn't let me shut off until at least twelve
I spent last night wishing I wasn't alone
I spent last night wishing I could be anywhere besides my own head
I wish I could be the person I used to be
YOU ARE READING
The stories, poems and thoughts of a sixteen year old girl. I'll admit I put a lot of myself into this. I don't expect you to like it, this is defiantly a personal thing. so yeah, have fun.