Random Ventilation

Sometimes, I don't know what to blog about.

This is one of the sometimes.

I just feel like as if I'm a huge hole that I can't get out.

I can choose to take another street, but I wanted to be smart.

Now I'm stuck.


And no more "I should have.."s! I'm sick of hearing that 3 words.

Stress does you more bad than good.

I want to runaway.

I want to hide.

Right now...I'm just feeling so chaotic inside.

These voices...they need to shut up.



...

Vent no more.