I've been thinking a lot lately. I am just so tired of all the bullshit life has dealt me. Getting kicked out has thrown me through the fucking wringer. I'm hurt and tired. All of these happy moments in between aren't distracting me like they used to. The person who said I could stay with them truely doesn't want me there. I respect that but my other option, that I told them i could do if they weren't comfortable, would've worked itself out by now. I'm just so fucking tired of having to start over from stretch over and over again. This shit is fucking tiring. If this is how the rest of life is going to be looking for me, you can have it back.













