I Don’t Have A Good Title For This One…Update?

 My Dearest Readers, 

I feel like I’m screaming out in a voiceless tone. Like no matter how loud I think I am no one can hear me. I don’t want to be alone anymore but I can’t reach out.

I want to tell you all what happened in april but it’s really hard for me to talk about. I’m sorry I’ve been keeping you in the dark.

I’m so fucking tired of being tired. I wake up tired. I go to sleep tired. I spend the day tired. It’s getting harder and harder every day. The nightmares make it that much worse. Not resting + nightmares + no more than 4 hours of sleep = a very nasty combination. 

That’s all I got for now. I wrote a poem about a boy that’s helped me a lot, wanna see it? I love you, readers!

~♥EmieLove♥~
How are you doing, Amarok?