This Week

This week is like July all over again! Who knew i would come back to something that happens every year. Really? Three arugements in one week. Saddens gather up in to dust and all they say was a mask. Just that who knew that someone you know was this close to commiting suicide on you. Get you worry all day just thinking will i ever see them again. If i had to aruge about something like this? we are really crupted. By the way he didnt do it. He was close but he didnt. This much worrying over one person? It seems i always worry about people even when they tell me not too. I care fucking to much and they dont seem to know or notice.