Thursday, February 3

3 a.m., string of green lights in a row

So many things I'd wish for right now, so many things I wish I could say.
They'll all make me sound like an ungrateful brat.

I wish I was better than this.
I'm overreacting, I know.

Nobody knows how hard I've been trying or how hard this really is for me to accept, okay?
Shut up, stop judging.

And don't ask questions.

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