Crawling out of my skin

Fuck, I know I just feel like this in phases,
and I know things jump all around - from good, to bad.

But right now, absolutely nothing feels the same. I don't feel the same.

And I don't have anything to prove to me that it's going to be okay.
I'm going home tomorrow, and he's already trying to ruin the one thing I've been looking forward to the most all summer. The one thing that would make everything feel okay.

I know that sometimes you have to give in to win.
I know that's what I have to do.