Kiss Me Hard Before You Go

I FUCKING NEED TO GAIN MY COMPOSURE BACK!!!

Here at our house, our daughter plays with her toys. Asking when Daddy will be at home, her face full of impatience. What could Mommy do, hon? While Daddy never existed. While we never existed, at all.

Oh my god I want to throw up

Ok, but the silly tire accident was kind of upsetting for me. He's doing okay in his previous position.

I never asked for it. I never asked to be an adult!

I think being a family person is hard. You could easily miss home, and the feeling of it makes you sick.

aduh aduh aduh

How are you doing there? Are you still hanging on? This is so hard, a life. I regret it. I regret that when I was a kid, I could think that being a grownup would fix all my problems. But the reality is that growing up is a problem. You face everything—every little thing that you've never faced before. A million times I tell myself, It will be ok; everything will pass; I can get through this. But, I know, it's not easy; it's even hard. You go walking on the rocky path, and you bleed a lot. (But everything will pass, right?) Mum told me to follow the flow, but the flow was too strong for me; it washed me, but not to the shore; it washed me deeply to the depths; it makes me can't breathe; I'm out of breath. Mom, I can't figure it out.

I can bark Lance, I swear😭💥😵❌

what's keeping you alive? delusional.