I guess I could say that most of the day went good, but as time passed it got worse. Emotionally at least. A part of me just thought of going to sleep. I knew all the thoughts in my head wouldn't let me though. I fought the tears from coming down. I lost that fight. But I didn't let anyone see. I didn't want anyone to see me hurting. Especially see me crying. I have to be strong.


There isn't even any point in saying everything that's on my mind. It doesn't matter to anybody but me.