School got in the way. Geeech.
Anyways, life's been hell. Seriously.
As usual, i have failed yet again to control my so called self. My emotions. My words.
I need soothing words that i can consume. I need advices that i can follow. I need that fire back in me.
I can't finish what i've started. Always have.
I'm changing. In a gruesome way. The worst of me's getting the whole of me. I need someone, something.
Somebody tell me how to handle me. Oh wait, only i have the power to do so. And i'm failing.