How did I end up here?
Yeah, I feel beat up again, yeah my family is still obnoxious, yeah my life is starting to suck again.
But why do I go back?
...because of love?
...because of friendship?
...because of caring?
...because of I have to?
...because I just do?
So, ok maybe it's time to go back to the therabitch, HELL MOTHER FUCKING NO, not that place.
You don't know how many times I thought I would get out of that office better, but you know what it didn't happen. Of course, nervous, jittery, who wouldn't be? Why not be like that cops daughter on TV, maybe it's just TV but it gave me hope, hope that didn't last.
My dad has been at work for like almost three days, and he's finally coming home, school sucked and it rained me, I mean rained on me, not rain, that really cold rain, that rain feels like needles poking at your face. Yeah it hurt, I think was 52 degrees, and I was shaking my ass off by the time I got to pick up my little brother.
"Sometimes we need to be hurt in order to grow,
We must fall in order to know,
We must lose in order to gain,
Some lessons are learned best through pain."
