8 March @ 12:43 am
(i want a lover i don't have to love.)

fuck the front that i put up. i am fucking DESTROYED. i never meant for this to happen. i never meant to become this horrible thing that i am.

we're over. done. you don't care. and i'm automatically supposed to stop loving you. so many years, down the drain with one fucking sentence. but this is just another day to you. nothing lost or gained. it's just another event that you'll eventually forget.

but how am i supposed to forget this? look what you do to me. i'm so high. and i had so many glasses of wine. i can't even remember when the bottle ended. it doesn't even matter. all this does is dull the pain until tomorrow.

i've made so many fucking mistakes. i've fucked everything up so badly. i just want to lay down...and never wake up again.

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