I don't think I've ever dropped this low so quickly. Too frantic to make a set. Sometimes you say things that make me sick to my stomach and you watch me leave and don't do anything. I don't expect you to run after me nor is that what I'm looking for. I expect you to listen when something's wrong seeing as everyone fu cking pesters me when there is, tells me its all fine and I need to chill the fu(k out, then everyone wonders why the fu(k I hurt myself and want to die. Can I just get swept away in this storm tomorrow? ;~; Im so fu(king sad let it end now please >.<