I don’t FUCKING care
November 26th, 2008
I was being forced into a position to give half a shit abut what was being said and all I wanted to do was scream. I was suffocating. The air in my lungs felt like it was escaping me at a rapid pace and with every second he remained in my presence I was closer to dying, or killing him. I wanted to turn and say, “I don’t fucking care, and I never will.” Lord help me. Seriously, help me. I’m resenting every reason I’ve been made to feel like this and I have no idea how long I can endure my silence.
This is ridiculous.
