Scared shitless right now.
In fear of having my heart ripped out of my chest again.
Like, it hasn't even happened yet, and I have the empty feeling.
I absolutly HATE this feeling.
I'd take death over feeling like this for even a week.
I hate hate hate it.
It hurts but it doesn't make sense, why does it hurt?
I think heartbreak is the only pain you feel mentally, physically, and emotionally.
To him: You think too much. Your ruining a good thing.
To myself: Breathe.
Idk, fuck everything really.
I'm DONE caring.
I am NOT DOING this shit again.
I'm completely giving up on people in general.
I don't need to fucking deal with this shit.
I put my whole heart into everything.
And nothing EVER works out.
EVER EVER EVER.
I'm sick of it.
Never again will I ever let my gaurd down for anyone like I did in the past.
No more giving my trust to people who don't deserve it. [Not directed to you]
Nope nothing. I've finally reached my breaking point. And I'm never dealing with this bullshit again.
Whenever I feel like this the words just spill out.
I love writing sometimes.
Does it help?
No.. but what can you do...
UGHDSKUGHADKJGHDSKLJGHADLGHDKSLJGHS
fuckk my lifee.
Can't I ever be happy?
Like in all honesty.. can I?
