do you ever feel like sometimes love is not enough? the word love is such a ******* weird word. sometimes i love being with you and sometimes you drive me ******* crazy. sometimes i love the idea of blood dripping down my arms and sometimes i love the idea of being strong. being strong is another ******* weird word; strength is not a thing that can be defined by a dictionary, it is defined through a persons personal experiences in which they deem themselves ‘strong’. sometimes i think i am strong and sometimes i think i could crash into the distance like the waves that i wish would drown me. maybe i am strong or maybe i am not, but what i am certain of is that i am so ******* ******* tired of trying. i am tired of trying to fix things that are unable to be fixed, it’s a constant rotation of happy and sad, and maybe this ‘love’ that is so craved by other people is not what really matters