…nothing feels right… it’s either too much this and too much that…
overwhelmed
i feel like i need to scream…. kick something…
…but… i don’t…
we can’t decide…
to be angry or not to be angry?
to be sad or not to be sad?
or both?
to accept… fess up… or say or do nothing?
fuck that!…. what ever…
I hate days like this…
— for some reason… can’t stop the crying
you’re going to drown! do you know that?
no i’m not going to drown… we won’t drown…
we’ll just pick our selves up and walk away… don’t we?
….or maybe we should stay… and drown
When we pick ourselves up and walk away, how are we healing? Drowning is like giving up, somewhere in the middle is where we need to be..