I don't know the last time I laughed really hard. I used to laugh that hard every day, multiple times a day. It was my thing.
I used to sing and hum. Have trouble sleeping because I was just so happy and energetic.
All I want now is to just get through life. I don't even care to enjoy it. I'm lonely. No car. No job. No school.
To be completely honest I don't want this child anymore. I want them gone already. It's nothing personal. It's not you sweetheart, it's me.
I don't want an excuse to have Robert in my life. It's all so pathetic. Don't I seem bipolar?
