about time.

I'm over it, this whole fake thing. It's wearing me down and I'm at the point where I actually want to scream and have someone hear me, have someone care. I'm done pretending like everything is happy and sunshine and marshmallows in your cocoa. Because people suck. I truly like only four of all the friends I've acquired over the years. First of all, thats not fair to the rest of them because I'm not being truthful. Second, that's not fair to me because I deserve to have people around me that I can trust. People that I can be real with. And lastly, it's completely lame. I want to be Laurel.

It's about time I started.