The teardrop is about to come..

I'm trying not to let it go. But I want to let it go just not here. I want to go somewhere where I am alone. I feel stupid, I feel sick, I feel.. like crying .. and cry all night.

I don't really feel like writing..
I need a big sister.. That's it.. Then I can be in her arms crying and crying and crying.. and she would understand me... and love me.

Can't wait till Jesus comes.