mood: sad

I don't think I can take any more of this! I thought I could make it through this phase without crying. It's just so damn hard to fight all the time. I feel as if I'm swimming in an endless sea with no hope of ever seeing land. That, I've been swimming for a long time that my heart is almost bursting with exhaustion and despair. I'm slowly being engulfed by my own misery, unable to save myself from it all. *sigh* so fucking tired of all this masquerading shit. Why can't people accept me for who I fucking am? Is that too much to ask for? Am I really the type of person whom they can take advantage of, take offense of at the slightest comment? Jesusfchrist! I'm just ME, Maybelle. Why can you not fucking leave me alone, God Damn it. I'm sick of this. Next time I hear something like this directed to me, I'll bite him. Try me.