I'm on the train, heading to (A2)'s.
ok... I broke. fucking sue me
Shit, it feels good to write again. I can't tell you how much I deleted. I'll forgive myself. I had my reasons.
My brain is a piece of Swiss cheese.
See?
I'm trying to survive. Fuck love. Fuck feeling. Fuck the fucking ether. I was closer to suicide than I've ever been.
Fuck you
Fuck you for making me feel guilty for saving myself.
Yes... I love you
Yes.. I hate you
YES.. I want to play croquet with your head and a sledgehammer.
THAT is why I left.
I don't know where home is... but I'm still trying.
2 comments:
Ooh! Somebody need to wash they mouth out with a bar of Dial soap!
Stay tuned, you'll change that to something stronger.
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