I’m in one of those moods that nothing is really wrong in my life,

 but my brain keeps on insisting that there is. Or maybe it’s my

 heart that’s doing the insisting. I can’t really tell. You know 

that feeling? 

Yeah. That quote is just kind of my life right now. I'm tired. I'm tired of sitting in this freaking house everyday not being able to do anything. I'm tired of sitting here wanting to scream my heart out to the world, but feeling like my lips are sewn shut. I'm tired of tip toeing around my own house trying to not make everyone mad. I'd like to just say screw you, and walk out one day, and do what I actually want to for once. & I'm kind of dreading this summer. Because I know how I'd like to spend it. & I know how I'm probably going to spend it, which is sitting here. Doing nothing. Because they won't let me do anything. Which needs to die. I want to be an actual teenager for once. I want to stay at my best friends houses for days and never get any sleep and run around screaming like we always do. I want to waste days on end doing absolutely nothing with my boyfriend, because that's how we like to spend our time. I want to go visit Che. 

Is that so hard mom&dad?

I'm on a leash, and you're choking me with it. 

When are you going to see that?