I cannot know what to do in every circumstance or how to please another human. I keep trying and now I find that the lorazipam and alcohol may actually finally allow me to sleep.
i am always wrong. Why can't people have moods without shunning me in the process. I have taken back precious things. It will not even be noticed. Others ladies poetry was read twice and mine pfff
I have regrets-but hopefully I will pass out and not feel a damn thing. I do not want to feel