I have all these things i want to show but i can't and it's like it is choking me. Wrapping itself tighter and tighter. I can't. I'm sick of hiding...why? I know that if i did, the outcome wouldn't be what i needed. I do. I know that. It doesn't stop it burning me up all the time. Ughh can i just. If i could hit myself i would to get rid of this, over and over again until i was out of it.  I have come to realize anything i dream, will always be just that. Too amazing to be true how ever much it's wanted. I'm just a freak in a place where i can watch there dreams come true because they are normal. How it's supposed to be. That's it.