I try to keep my mind at bay during everything that's going on, yet I always know where I'll end up. I'm wishing I could pour my heart out in this silly blog site whereas, in reality, there's no way I could come close to pouring anything out of me in this predicament I'm in.
I don't understand what I've done wrong. Aside from every little thought in my mind having it's own way of ruining things, I'm lost. Moving on from these sort of things is something I was never really good at. Maybe I'm just being selfish. Maybe I'm just mad. Either way, it's all my fault. It's always been my fault.
I always wanted to be straightforward about this. Yet, here I am.