I told you so.
It doesn't really feel good to be right. Everything is ******* I haven't told anybody, but I have a feeling some people will know very soon.
This is killing me. It's Killing ME.
I'm going.
**Help me **** it!**
I don't want this.
I want a way out.
I want to go home.
But home isn't there anymore.
Home is not here.
And it won't be. Not anytime soon. Maybe not ever.
So I stopped trying to fight the brokenness. Not when I already shattered across the floor.
Every day feels like a public hanging. Accusations and no defence from me. I'm not okay.
So I will not return until I'm better. When that is, I have no idea. It could just never end. I could break and rage out, calling the hypocrisy and justification of how unfair this is.
Don't I deserve to be seen at all?
But if I'm not here, then who really gives a ****
Fine. I'll let you live your life free of my destruction on your happiness. Because after all, I bring the drama right? And I can't escape it right? Confining me to my mistakes and nothing else.
Because hey, I never meant a **** thing to you anyway. But I won't snap just to prove you right. I'll just hope to regret sets in like it is for me.
Because I never gave up on you.
Fact.
No exceptions.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 6:48 PM UTC
I told you so.
It doesn't really feel good to be right. Everything is ******* I haven't told anybody, but I have a feeling some people will know very soon.
This is killing me. It's Killing ME.
I'm going.
**Help me **** it!**
I don't want this.
I want a way out.
I want to go home.
But home isn't there anymore.
Home is not here.
And it won't be. Not anytime soon. Maybe not ever.
So I stopped trying to fight the brokenness. Not when I already shattered across the floor.
Every day feels like a public hanging. Accusations and no defence from me. I'm not okay.
So I will not return until I'm better. When that is, I have no idea. It could just never end. I could break and rage out, calling the hypocrisy and justification of how unfair this is.
Don't I deserve to be seen at all?
But if I'm not here, then who really gives a ****
Fine. I'll let you live your life free of my destruction on your happiness. Because after all, I bring the drama right? And I can't escape it right? Confining me to my mistakes and nothing else.
Because hey, I never meant a **** thing to you anyway. But I won't snap just to prove you right. I'll just hope to regret sets in like it is for me.
Because I never gave up on you.
Fact.
No exceptions.
Halfway through the week, everything came crashing down.
