• I am home alone.
• The call was ended hours ago.
• I cried.
• I was reminded of that little girl that cried herself to sleep on the floor (with the person she once considered her sister, even though she wasn't, sleeping in the bed) or in that uncomfortable couch bed thing with the television on. Crying so much that breathing became loud and hard. Clutching Horsey thinking "mothers always come back." Wishing she could fall asleep. Counting the days. Feeling like she was bothering her oldest sister. Staring at the ceiling. Worrying.
• I started watching stupid movies.
• I can't sleep.
• I am too afraid to use the bathroom right now and I don't want to shower in the morning.
• I feel small.
• More crying.
• Every little sound.
• Will I be able to sleep tonight?
• What did I do wrong?
• I have so much to say but I can't.

(2:32 am)

• am i that unbearable?
• maybe everything will be okay again.
• i wish you would say something.
• (i miss it)

(sleep? 3:25 am)