"I don't know where to go"
At the moment, I still don't. I keep on thinking I do up until the moment people start getting annoyed or frustrated. Everyone tells you they want to be there but the second you get too much, they're going to turn their backs on you. I keep getting thrown the same feelings over different words combined together from all the suffocation I cause. In the end even if no one is at fault, I am in the wrong. Having a mind you can't control, with everyone you love whom deserves so much better, I can't help but to think how everything could be so much clearer for everyone involved with me if I were to go. Ironic, guess I knew after all.