So...
The boyfriend is out at some girls house because she might kill herself? ALthough he knows she wont cuz she's a pussy. I have no idea why its him that has to go. Or him that has to care. Or if i care that he's gone there. But I think I do.
Not taking this lightly I just can't quite get my head around any of my life. I need some one to sit me down and explain why I feel like all these things.
There hasn't been a proper ammount of good feelings in a long time. And its starting to break down the walls.
Can i stop the avalanche before it happens?
Can I ever?
