Archives for the month of: December, 2012

I’m feeling so much shit right now that I can’t even be arsed to make this poetic, I just need to write because I can’t cry.
I do not understand why I insist on torturing myself over something I can’t change. I’m just rehashing it over and over when I know it only makes me feel bad but I still can’t stop.
I feel so bitter and jealous and inferior and angry and so many things I haven’t felt in a long time. I wish I was capable of tears right now.
Just fuck it. I didn’t expect it would be like this. I never wanted to feel this resentful again and I fucking hate myself for this.

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we want the same thing, you and I.
believe me i’m more regretful of it than you.
i am all of the things you suppose, somewhere.
they’re revealing themselves slowly.

Like a comedown when I’m coming to my senses; I do what I want without worrying about the consequences, then when I have to deal with them I don’t, tell myself to stop but I won’t.

I won’t let you contain me
And I won’t let you believe this world is yours.

Fuck tears and other pointless things.