And these days

I do wish I was six again. I am awful. I am hurting a lot of people because I am so damned confuzed. I need to sort out my own head, but it seems unwilling to comply. I need to get far away from everyone and figure out what the hell I actually am feeling, but that can't happen. I really just need to stop whining and finally get all of this school stuff done.

I hate having power. I hate being responsible for anything. I am so awful at it. Learning experience my ass: exercise in toil and mental and social irritation more like. I want to finish growing up right now so that I will be able to reason out some sort of solution to my own panicky tendencies.


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. the end.