"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Sunday, August 29, 2010

I feel so wretched. I'm just hoarding all these things inside and I want to tell her SO. BAD. but I can't. Because if I do then I broke Girl Code, and Girl Code is VERY specific. I'm screwed. I can see everything happening, and I'm on the sidelines, saying nothing. It sucks wondering if thats true and wondering if I can change it without losing a friend. I've held this for too long for it to not do damage (DAMN YOU PAST SELF!). So basically I've dug myself into a disgusting hole and now I'm fucked. Lovely!

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