Begining to See

You can make me whole again..

I'm actually quite glad its over.

I just couldn't take it anymore.

..the wrappers on my study table, the used plates on the counter, the dirty footprints on the mattress, the open shower foam bottle, the bucket left in the tub, the towel not spread out when its wet, my cup on the coffee table, the dining table chairs not in place, the smashed cigarette sticks on the floor.. need i go on?

i know I'm not perfect. i know I'm messy sometimes. But this is just too much.

there are idiots out there probably thinking that I'm just fussy but i don't give a shit about what you think.

if you think like that you obviously don't know me and don't care about me.

i desperately need to talk to someone:(