I feel like I'm going to ******** cry again.
For like
The who the ******** knows how many-eth time this week.
I feel so damn disconnected right now.
And I probably always will.
Only because I swore
I'd never allow myself to get close to another person as long as I live.
I don't need anymore hurt.
Or anything like that.
But...
Goddamnit.
I'd hurt myself again for you.
[Not like I'm not doing that already.]
s**t.
********.
Damnit.
I don't want to be doing this.
No.
I don't.
Let it go.
Let me go.
********.
Damnit.
I don't want to be doing this.
No.
I don't.
Let it go.
Let me go.
Last night I couldn't go to sleep.
I got on and off the computer and lazed around.
I ended up cuddling with an old stuffed animal.
[********]
Why did you have to play with me like that?
I'm so breakable.
And last night you freakin' broken my heart into so many shards I may never love again.
I got on and off the computer and lazed around.
I ended up cuddling with an old stuffed animal.
[********]
Why did you have to play with me like that?
I'm so breakable.
And last night you freakin' broken my heart into so many shards I may never love again.
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