Today had been a very long day. At one point I was pissed off, tired with a headache, stressed, and done with everything. I've reached my limit. My limit of dealing with him. I'm sorry, but he sucks the life out of me like a leech....
I feel (slightly) bad about it. I keep thinking that once prom is done this will all be over (at least I hope so).
Is that bad of me to say?
It is bad to want my life to be free of him?
Is there something I'm supposed to learn from this experience?
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Poems and Rants Of A Killjoy
PoetryAll of my thoughts written down in here... This is a place for those who need a safe haven of sorts. Made by one of your own. I hope you can learn from my mistakes. "Come one, come all to this tragic affair..." -Dead! By My Chemical Romance [ON-GOIN...
