Wednesday, 13 July 2011

Fresh.

Sometimes i feel like moving somewhere and completly starting fresh...or go back and not do things ive done...a lot of people say i never regret anything it made me who i am...yeh not me, i already regret so much and im only 16 okay nearly 17 but whos counting, not me.
I need to get out of my body, i feel to caustophobic...i cant breathe and need to cry!

Right now i couldnt care who saw this...judge me if you think im weird...meh ceebs.

I refuse to explain myself.

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