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if you're lost you can look--and you will find me time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting time after time

I feel worthless.
I guess it's good I have a therapy appointment soon.
There are so many things I want to say. But I can't get them out on a blog, I can't even get them out in person and they just circulate through my head, around and around like a damn blender.


Kauany, I think, knows what I'm talking about.

I feel worthless.
I feel out of touch with everyone I used to be friends with.
I feel lost.
0 Listen @ 6:06 PM