I don't know if I should laugh or cry

I don't know if this is good.
I don't know if this is bad.
I know that I feel sick.
Why do you make me so sick?

I am afraid of tomorrow
and what it will mean for every day after that.

I'm sorry I was never good at explainations

or emotions.

jnjnjnjnjnjnjn <3
that is all.

The sequences of today

We never think in terms of the present.
Always the past and the future.

Never can I ever let go

I can't confront you,

I never could do,
That which might hurt you,

So try 'n be cool.

It takes so much to actually feel alive.

And now everything that should make you happy makes you sad.
And its all unclear when you crossed the lines, or if the lines even existed.