2017-07-04 - 10:08 p.m.
Maybe Jack Should Keep His Psycho Shit To Himself (2)
Ha! Careful? Really?
You sloppy psycho fuck.
The harder I try to make it look "okay" "good" or not as bad as it is, the worse it will
She'll take one look at me and know everything.
What have you got to hide?
Your red handed smile isn't hiding it very well anyway.
But I don't know how much I feel like telling her my psycho shit. Maybe I am angry. Even
She has not called or texted me once.
There have been no every other day phone therapy calls.
Yes I remember that I can call her anytime if I am having a crisis. She always picks up. Even on the weekends. I try not bother her to unless I absolutely have to.
But she said...
Don't fucking say one thing to me then do something else or not do it at all.
It's fine. It's me. Not you.
I am in a horrible place right now. Taking it out on myself.
Rejected. Alone. Broken hearted.
I feel stupid and crazy. I fucking hate myself.
I am tired of chasing people around. Fucking waving my arms above my head like a cast away
I don't fucking know.
I have to get a fucking grip.
I say as mine is only a finger or two away from gone.
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