I miss the good ol’ days. I miss being a crybaby and being able to cry that shit out! I hate being an adult and “holding” shit in. Being the “bigger person” and stepping down, letting all the assholes get their way in life. fuck that shit. I just wanna kick and scream! And if the world thinks I’m a bitch then so be it. I just wanna tell the world to shut the fuck up for a second and listen to the peace of tranquility. God, I need some religion. <— Ironic much? . No . I need a car so I can escape. I need somewhere to escape to. Maybe I’m getting old. I need the feel of human touch. I like that feeling. I was born a crybaby who needed someone to hold me to feel a sense of security. I’m still like that, minus the crybaby part. I like human touch. I like the feel of warmth and comfort. I like the feel of being loved. I want to be loved.