You know, it really is depressing when the walls close in around you and you just don't know what to say or do to make ANYTHING right that you should.
I feel probably about the lowest I have in ages and it bugs me to no end. It's impossible in my mind at this point to even make progress, but yet again I don't like to give up easily and I'm not a quitter.
What the hell went wrong and what the hell did I do is the next set of questions to ask.
If I could fix it all you best damn believe I would do anything to do so.
Screw these emotions.





I wanted to apologise for my extreme lateness but a belated:
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- I'm the kind of girl your mother warned you about. -
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It's like we've been living in the Matrix. I mean, we sat here for years believing our own version of reality and then Jordan comes in like a big, freaky red pill and next thing you know we're waking up in a vat of goo."
"...What?"
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...don't call me Angel...y'won't like the consequences.
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...don't call me Angel...y'won't like the consequences.
thank you so much for the fav!
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