I only ever blog when I’m feeling down.
I have a few things on my mind.
My sister, him, the person I call my best friend, the other person I call my best friend.
I guess I have people on my mind. And loneliness.
I want to go sleep in my grandparent’s room, but the kitchen is a dangerous place to walk through when I’m feeling like this.
I’ve come so far. I will not give in to this now.
Tomorrow will be good. It has to be.