When I am sad, I am soooo sad. When I am happy, I am sooo happy. When I feel nothing, well that's just dangerous.

It's like, OH FUCK Then, Oh alright But then, WHAT THE FUCK Also, I WANT TO DIE but, Happy happy And also, Void, empty dark void.

I don't think anyone will ever understand just how sad I can get.

One thing I'll always dislike about my mother is the way she goes from 0-70 in .3 seconds, over tiny things, and stays there until she's around other people.

I can't go a day without crying anymore, so I'm going to start therapy again.

If you ask me questions, I will answer them. But if you're pitying me, don't I don't want your pity. Don't fuck with me if you don't want to, don't show up just to leave me feeling like I was a burden. You should be glad if I want to talk to you about the oldest shit that haunts me. WAKE UP, IF THAT'S THE PROBLEM, JUST DON'T SHOW UP ALREADY DISTANT BECAUSE WHEN I NEED SOMEONE FOR THE OLDEST SHIT, I NEED SOMEONE WHO ISN'T GOING TO HALF ASS, THEN LET ME SIT IN THE REGRET OF TRYING TO OPEN UP, WHEN EVERYONE KNOWS I NEVER DO THAT. But maybe I'm over reacting, so I won't say this, because you just woke up and you don't need that shit.

When you want to invite someone over because you're sad, but you don't because you're convinced that no one likes you when you're sad.