Letters

I wrote my last letter to mother today. One final attempt to make her see.
I guess part of me must care somewhere or I wouldn't bother getting out bed...and that sounds like a great plan...but I can't find it. The part that cares I mean. I'm numb.

I might post how it goes. Dunno.

I've realised that the things I say on here probably aren't the things I should. Perhaps they are inappropriate.

I'm socially inapropriate and awkward anyways so I guess it was inevitable really.

Having a whiny blog I mean.

Well that's it for today, I'm too tired to write anymore.