I see the pictures and i hear the words and i want nothing to do with it, and yet i want everything to do with it at the same time, my ribs start hurting and its getting to harder to breath, i don't even want this, but im to scared to not want it, im not even sure what im writing about anymore, all i know is that its to hard for me to breath around you anymore, i need to escape.

i can't deal with your problems anymore.I don't intend on doing this but I'm going to start letting you down, because i honestly don't know what to say anymore to help you, i can't even help myself.