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Cynically Beautiful

Okay so I have been in Manchester since yesterday and already I feel better. I ranted to my sister about mom and felt a little better about the whole thing. I just hate that them fighting still has the ability to make me feel eight years old again… it really is so pathetic of me. Seriously, all I want is for someone to tell me it’s gonna be okay… I am almost 21 years old when am I gonna start feeling and acting like it?? Seriously you’d think that I would be over have of the issues I am still dealing with. God, I just wanna get myself. I need to grow up, but I can’t seem to shake any of this… nor do I have any idea how to fix it…

It makes me so angry…

I just wanna cry... throw a tantrum like I am six years old... is that okay with everyone?

It's not okay with me...