You could call this my cry for help.
But since I'm pretty sure it's at the point where nobody reads this, I really don't think anyone will come to my rescue.
Most recently, I figured out that. I'm the protector of everyone I know because I wish that somebody would take care of me.
I wish I had the guts to say everything I wanted to.
Well...Then again, I wish I didn't have to spoon-feed people the answers to every question that just needs a bit of insight to find the answer to.
I wish people would actually think about shit. Fuck, that's getting so frustrating.
I feel like nobody really gets me anymore. I feel like I don't even really understand me.
I think I care too much.
Prelude to a breakdown.