19. + 5.
Cuttity cut cut
There was dripping blood.
Drippity drip drip.
I miss that feeling, like your skin is getting seared on a skillet.
Twelve days away from O's. you relish this don't you
Fucking don't you
Me in pain
Oh well
I'm selfish and mad to you. I might as well portray myself as that. :)
So after 8 years my dad is ringing at my pone, and I am not ready to talk to him
Alas there is no running away. he's already 56.
Olvls. 12 days away.
I'm about to retreat to insanity