They punted on the punter? Kicked him to the curb? They drop-kicked his butt? WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!

This is incredibly sad. Why is everything always so sad?

I hate us. It hurts too much.

I am so sad

He really gets me, ya know? Like, when he looks at me, I feel like he sees me in a way no one else does. I...I think I love him. Is that crazy?

She good

I feel this may rays more questions than it answers.

I used to counter my anxiety in the same way. It allowed me to function like a normal person. But between my job and where I live, it is no longer an option. Now I am on Cymbalta and I imagine killing myself pretty much every day, so that’s fun.

When will the hurting stop?