needy bitch

study party at Liz Tuckers! whoot theory.
recital?, french, diction, memorization, tests, no time. AHHH. a few breakdowns. overwhelmed.
take two. take two. well i did and i feel fucked. its happening. i constantly feel like i have no idea whats happening around me anymore. the pills are making me loopy. fruit loopy.

ugh i wanna go up and hug him and let him know that this is just how i deal. but again i don't want to get involved. its not about me nor does it involve me. ya know Robin never brought home different guys, always Franko. Maria or Jasmine have never introduced me to their many boys. its new and truthfully...a little uncomfortable. but hes right. you're right. bask in this i don't say that often :) i can't let this make me back up from everything. i wish i knew how to do these things or to deal with them in the most effective way. without screaming out "I'm a needy bitch!" for real though. i don't need or want anything. i guess i just need to breathe. take a deep breath and. let it go.