there are times i just want to cry, sit in a room alone and cry. Cry my fucking heart out and pour my whole heart out to the blank wall, why? because it wont judge me, it won't hurt me, it will neither love me, but it wont hurt me or scare me. it will just be there. i can hit it, scream at it, punch it, spit on it, and it will feel nothing, nothing but my meaningless blows.
this whole weekend all i wanted to do was cry. i was fine today, until now.
No comments:
Post a Comment