Y no te asustes si me río como una loca. ▲

I wish I could put all my thoughts in a jar. I think too much. Thinking too much causes me to over think and analyze things I don’t want to deal with. It gets too much for me to handle and I panic. I shut myself down and go to war with myself. I’s tired. I’m sick of being tired. I don’t like who I am, but I have to love with it. I don’t know what I’m going. I’m sick of feeling sad. Sick of wanting things and people I can’t have. I want to be at peace with myself for once, to be happy and think about things that doesn’t send me over the edge.