My minds so full of thoughts, I don’t even know where to start. My emotions run high. I’m either content or pissed af. Losing the people I love the most hurts, but what else is there to say? Nothing. I’ve done nothing but make people happy but when it comes to my own happiness? I never get to be FULLY happy. Nothing but fake smiles and optimistic thoughts save me on the daily. Everyone has those days, unfortunately mine’s everyfuckingday. Whoopy-fucking-do.