Stress and shit

It's whatever yenno.

I really hate when people are like, "It's going to be alright." "It's going to get better."

Uh, I know that's why I don't want to talk about it...

I mean I am thankful for people trying to help, but I got it.

I don't talk about shit for a reason.

I just don't see the point of talking about things I can't change yenno.

I've dealt with them all my life, and I know how to get through it.

I've done it this far alone, and it sucks, but that's how it goes.

Last night was difficult and now I'm good.

I just really needed to clear my head.

I just wish Andrew would've left me alone sooner...that chivalrous prick ;)