can you understand? Are you inside my head, body, soul? No. So fuck. you.
I am so sick of crying.
and you cannot fix me. Not with your fairytales "everything is going to be okay"
Not with your "others have it much worse"
Not with your glue sticks and your knitting needles and all your other mending machines to strung up a wounded heart
you cannot help me
or make me feel better
your words do not plant a smile on my face
your comfort does not warm my insides
your false "I love you"'s do not make me happy
do not make me feel like I have something to look forward to
your bullshit is another sharpened tool dug far too deep in my skin
too impossible to tear it out
I am so sick of crying.
so sick of everything.
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your rawness in this is amazing...
i wish i could give you a big hug.
♥
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throw shit and swear loudly. take shots of (good) vodka.
fall back on me if you need to. -
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Wow... I seriously don't know what to say, and from the looks of this nothing I could say would help anything, but you should know I am here for you to come to, for anything, and everything.
That may sound like bs right now, and I totally know how you're feeling. There's not much I can do from here, and for that I am sorry. The least I can do is try.
~ Kerri
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It never gets better :: You just get used to it.
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