I haven't had chance to post in a while.
Had a bit of a busy time.
You know how it is, always arguing, never talking.
Always working never breathing.
College, UCAS and arguments seem to have taken over my life.
I feel like I can't breathe.
I have my Mother giving me grief over my boyfriend.
And then I listen to him getting upset at what she's saying.
And then I'm stuck in the middle, really upset at what they're both saying, while she's making my life hell and he's trying to make my life better.
At the same time I'm listening to everyone elses problems.
But where am I?
I don't feel like people really listen to mine.
'Cept for one or two. But I don't like heaping all my shit onto their shoulders.
It would just be nice, on occaision, for someone to pick me up, dust me down and tell me it's ok.
To listen, rub my shoulders and feed me ice cream.
But I guess that's my job.
"Do you have a problem? Take a ticket, and wait in line until your number is called. I will be with you as soon as I can."
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