For the past few days… weeks… I’ve been all happy and stuff. Then every thing just came crashing down like a fucking airplane shot down by a missile sent by a broken damn heart. I’m so shattered it hurts. I bottle up my emotions not realizing they’re there until they explode and it’s quite a show. The show costed me $5 in gelato and $10 on gas to drive to buy that damn gelato. Still, at the very moment, I’m feeling so many god damn negative emotions, all I want to do is cry but if I do, it’ll be an ocean of tears and I just can’t do that. I just wished so badly that shit was different.