A lot to say.
Stuff. Seriously building up inside my chest. If I don’t talk about it, I get angry. If I do talk about it, other people get angry. Do know what I am supposed to do, but I constantly want to punch someone.
Stuff. Seriously building up inside my chest. If I don’t talk about it, I get angry. If I do talk about it, other people get angry. Do know what I am supposed to do, but I constantly want to punch someone.
