Part 2.

I need to find something, a distraction, to keep me from these stupid emotions. And who knows, with my crazy, strong ass feelings, who knows what I'll end up doing. Jesuschrist I hate when these sort of things happen. I get all sappy & sad & it doesn't go away for a long time -_- Oh man, one day, this'll all be over. I'll end it, I swear to god. If I could drive, right now I would drive vert very very far. I would drive to the border of fucking Cali & stay there. Where no one knows me & where they won't judge me for what I've done. I'll stay there for a few days & see if anyone noticed. Fuck, that'll be perfect. Just the right getaway. I need one so bad right now. Sooo bad. Don't even want to know how I'll handle the days coming ahead...

Fucking paranoid wreck.