I’m a mess

I’m a mess. I re broke part of my 8 stitches in my knee because I slipped on the snow going back into my apartment. I’m awake and waiting for a boy who obviously doesn’t care about me to text me to essentially booty call me. And so here I am. Awake. The only thing I have to say is, I want to know what it’s like for a few days to live a live a life without bipolar and without this emotional intensity. That’s all I ask. 


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