2.5

Okay, so is it bad that I have two in one day? Is it ursty? I don't know, I just... I really want to write a poem but I have the worst writer's block ever..
I'm anxious, I have the worst anxiety. It kills me sometimes. My mind is just running.. It's like a bad game of kickball. Just running and running and running and running. Like can someone catch an OUT!? Jesus!
I'm so frustrated. I'm trying not to think of her because she's doing a damn good job not thinking about me. I don't know, yo.
Time for Spitty to stop being a pussy.