hurt.

right now I’m breathing so hard my chest hurts, and the tears aren’t stopping, no matter how hard I try. all I want to do is curl up under the covers and hide away from the world, and just sleep for longer than 2 hours before waking up from the nightmares that keep haunting me. I need a really big hug, but I’m not going to get that because I’m a thirty minute drive from the only person that could make me feel better, and I’m without a car. I’m so tempted to just pack my stuff and start walking. anywhere is better than here, and I’ll do anything to get there. even if it means going against everything and calling my dad, I hate it here so much that I’ll do it. my kitchen is full of things that could make this go away, and I’m trying so hard to resist it, but it’s failing me..