(Blow me one last kiss)
So Hi! :3
Lol. They wanted to take me back to hospital today.. And I finished all of my colouring pages. Then destroyed some with black crayons and random scribbles of what I think are meant to be words.
I keep thinking it’s my fault.. Just seeing her screen name is enough to start a breakdown. It’s physically impossible for me to have done that.
I don’t think I can take much more of this, And the fucking pretending is driving me insane. I can’t do that anymore, I’m going to break soon.
Well, As I always say.. I’m a broken toy. A little Teddy-bear, and some little bastard has unstitched me and pulled out all of my stuffing 🙁 So now I juts sit in the corner and watch this damned world go around, Watch other people be happy and get jealous of it.
Fuck life :/