Yea, not done.

I've decided I'm not at all done venting.
Not even close.
I have so much more to say, but no way to express this... I have so many things to say and i don't know how to say them... I hate these types of things... I wish I could just explain how I feel, but its impossible to do everything. I'm not allowed to talk to the one person I have a zillion questions for:
Is it my fault?
Did I go too far?
Am I the only one who isn't allowed to speak?
How did I get to the point where I'm not allowed to speak?
Why don't I believe you when you say it isn't me?
How many times to I have to fail before I succeed?
There are so many more.. I just wish I could ask.. I try to be friendly, but its just not working. I want to be perfect, I want to talk to someone... But I can't. So now what? Wow, I ramble, but that's alright with me...

But now I'm allowed.?
Oh, nevermind. That will all end soon.. It was just about a show...
Lameness...