I feel empty and alone and sick
I don't know what to do
all I can do is lay here and listen to Bruno mars
I actually feel awful right now
major low, hitting back down.
You did it to her, why should I think I'm any different at all.
Fuck. My. Life.
"She doesnt know i cry for the changing times,
That just as i reread my favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be."
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