.
Very.
“Stickers make paintballs bounce.”
…
Wow.
I am losing hope.
Hide under the table and cry.
every time i’m feeling a bit better and i open the door to look outside a bit
someone slaps me with that door.
some time ago i would have kicked the door
but now i just sit inside and cry.
To everyone that writes and calls and asks, I am still alive, not doing so well, but alive.
I’m sorry.
My so called life* 