I knew it was going to happen..
It makes me feel a little frustrated... And upset.
Why? I don't know.... I don't want to know..
What the hell am I talking about? You can't know.
I can type without telling everything if I want.
...
I'm also very annoyed with myself.
I'm unable to do what I want.. And I can't have anything I want.
So I go on unhappy. Actually, I don't think I deserve anything.
Things are the way they should be.
Those words mean more than what they seem, because I can't tell you what I'm bitching about. I can't tell you what I want.
...I really feel like crying right now.
