Thursday, May 07, 2009

Why are things like that?

I don't have space to breathe.

With friends, with school work, with boyfriend and even with family.

Everything is just so tight.

I just want to be a good friend, a good student, a good girlfriend and a good daughter.

WHY does she jump at me at every single little thing?

I dread coming home. Or maybe, I dread seeing certain people.

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