I had something to say.

It was very important, I think.

But I don't remember what it was.

I want to talk to someone, about me. About all my stupid issues, but I'm so fucking tired of pouring all my shit onto people. It's what I used to always do. That's why I started this blog, so I wouldn't have to. I can't figure everything out on my own, I know that. But I don't like it. Why can't I just take care of myself, fix my problems. Why does it have to be so difficult.

Oh, because I'm a masochist. That's right.