I mean

is it a month?

Or is it three months?

I asked you a while back to figure out a way to let me know somehow.

I've been stressed the fuck out since before my birthday.

Feel like nobody listen to or cares what I have to say.

It's like people expect me to understand that nobody listens to or cares what I have to say.

Not saying that's how it is.

Saying thats what it feels like.

It feels like "Oh don't worry about him, he will be okay."

Thats a familiar feeling.

I remember it all to well.

Went down that path way to many times.

I don't like it.

I want that feeling to be buried.

For good.

Forever.

Soon.

And I want to know approximately when Bambi.

Love you.