261. OK
3:51 p.m. & Friday, Apr. 06, 2007


I hate having to pretend I'm "OK". I'm not fucking OK! Alright?

Mother said this to me yesterday afternoon: I'm glad that you're pretending you're happy, unless you are actually happy. Either way, it makes me feel better.

I'm not happy and I'm most certainly not OK.


I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget