I dont undrestand why all of a sudden my entire family decided to step on my feelings. They're just mercilessly beating it up for no good reason. And no one gives a damn. They might pretend to ask for my opinion, but their minds are already made up and I'm talking to the wall.
Fuck, if not for Conor, I'd just crumble up. At least his music makes it bearable to come out. Otherwise, I'd just stay in the comfort of my bed for the rest of my life. Fuck everyone.

@настроение: I'm not carefree. I'm free to care, but I never do.