were gonna take control, dancing is your weapon

Why do I let you get to me? Why do I let you crush my fragile heart into pieces? You don't mean anything to me...but I guess its who you're "in" that makes me believe you.

I am sorry I am never there. I can understand if you hate me. All I can say is sorry...I have no place to complain.

I feel so bad for both of you. Both of your lives are hard enough...and apparently i fuck up your lives... Im so sorry.

Now onto me...I am such a hippocratic! I tell people to let their feelings out...but I never do...ugh. I want to feel wanted and I want to not have to fake smiles to make myself think that people are happy. Ugh I hate myself. I want to start over...maybe fix who I am now. And now that everything is out...well I don't feel any better...

-Tommy.