1.10.2002
 
I effing hate having issues with trust. As much as I'm opening up these days, all the frustrations from my time in Arizona are still painfully present. Even now, I can't tell home everything. I'm afraid that he'll hate me or worse: question the validity of everything that I do.

It's not helping that my grandmother is attempting conversation with me at the moment. SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Fuck it. She's making me all the more frustrated.

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