I am Sad.
Holly’s gone. Mikey’s gone.
I can’t find the will to finish this essay.
I should be done with finals but I’m not.
I feel like I disappointed my favorite teacher.
I think my best friend is using me as an emotional dumpster.
Most of my friends forgot about me.
I haven’t been taking care of myself lately.
I feel like such a fuck up, and I can 100% guarentee that no one is going to see this let alone care.
I don’t need someone to tell me that it’s gonna be okay.
I need someone to tell me that it’s okay that it’s not.
I’m not entirely sure what I need, but I know it’s not what’s happening right now.



