laffinkid's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- click. Strain on me and my body and I just sit and think about a plan and think and think and sit. And accomplish nothing because the fear is utterly crippling. Debilitating..even. Just one phone call from my mother sends my thoughts shooting off into a fiery spiral of rage, as phone calls from her often do. Telling me it would have been nice if I called. It would have been nice if I let someone else know information that I myself have not even known a complete 24 hours, and did not even conclude until after an onslaught of turmoil and tears. Give me a break. 2:20 p.m. - 2007-02-07 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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