i feel strong now, like because i got through today i can make it through tomorrow. and making it through tomorrow will make me stronger than i am today. i wonder where everything is going to lead me now, everything seems so out of my control and that its past the point of me avoiding it. did that even make sense? no, im babbling because i have too mcuh to say and its all working against me. cause when push comes to shove, you taste what youre made of. you might bend till you break cause its all you can take. on your knees you look up, decide youve had enough. you get mad, you get strong, wipe your hands, shake it off then you stand. fuckin love that. im so glad i have work tomorrow, that will keep me busy and shit definitly wont be on my mind as much. if i didnt have sitdiary, i think i would go crazy.pretty much.