allison jenna

I want, more than anything, something to feel good about.

Is it bad that a trip to the hospital to get seven staples in my head was the least of all the bad things that happened this week?

It seems like I am surrounded by people who look down on me. Work, love, friendship. It’s been a week full of feeling small. Maybe I deserve it, but what does it all achieve?

My head hurts. My heart hurts. But mostly my arm hurts… Damn tetanus shots.