My mind is like a circus. It is chaotic. It is thinking about stuff that I shouldn't be thinking about.
Honestly, I feel like an animal stuck in a cage that is so small that I can't breath. Everything's a mess and I feel like I lost everything. Grounding me, I don't give a shit. But, taking my phone away for so long, I can't take it. My phone is something I have to get away from all the situation and stuff. How is that you expect me to change overnight when you know deep inside I can't? I'm so torned and broken inside and I'm just covering it up with this strong cover. A bloody fifteen year old does not need to go through this kind of shit. Damn.

I can't take it ANYMORE.