I'm broken, yes. I’m getting worse, the days seem longer and I look forward to the time where I can lay my head down and sleep. Sometimes I can’t sleep though, it all started 5 years ago.
how do you stop lying to people when the lies are for their good? yes mom, i've been out of bed today. yes love, i promise i've eaten today. those are all old scars. what am i supposed to say? i think i want to die again today?