I'm in my room. Just laying here. Thinking and shit. I need a vacation. A getaway from life. No phones. No twitter. No nothing. Just me. I'm tired of wondering who she's talking to at 3am on Skype. I'm tired of asking and getting shut down. I'm tired of being told she doesn't have time. No time for me but I always make time for you. I'm tired. Don't treat me less than I deserve. No matter how rough you are from past relationships. If we're in this. Be in it.
I hate being told one thing but shown another.

I shouldn't be left alone to thinking. Letting my mind run free after 2am is like letting a murderer free in a dim lit park at night. Dangerous.