A Good Cry

I’m feeling crappy again. What’s new right? Sigh. PMS just sucks. I wish I have the guts to just say what’s on my mind. I wish I have the guts to just ask what I wanna know. I wish he has the guts to do whatever it takes. Oh my God, why do I always find trouble? I’m tired.

‘Whatever you decide to do, I’m fine with it.’ I hate this stupid statement. I just do. It makes me feel worthless. Probably just me, then again, when your mood is swinging like an ape swinging from a tree to another, everything just simply sucks. I guess it’s just something I hate to hear right now. If you’re fine with whatever I decide to do, then I don’t want anything to do with you at all. Are you still fine with my decision? I guess you are. Crap. I have to get back to work. Sigh. I think I just need a good cry. Hmm.