I can’t seem to find the right words. Nothing’s coming out right. Everything I say comes out wrong. I’m really not this big of a bitch and I’m not as mad as I’ve been sounding. I’m just at a fucking loss as to what I’m supposed to do. My words suck and I’m not saying what I mean, so I’m virtually duct taping my mouth and am grounding myself to my (inside) room until further notice.
(Jaime, I’m sorry. You deserved better than my frustration. But please don’t ask me to sit back and watch you all die because I can’t. You said you wanted to live. Please remember that. You know how to find me.)