I have no idea what I'm feeling right now. A mix of everything but mostly sadness.
But maybe deep down, I'm the one worth leaving. I'm not worthy nor good enough.
Friday, April 24, 2015
"Always fall asleep when you’re waking I count the hours on my hands Doing the math to the time zone you’re at Is an unseen part of the plan But if you’ll be my bluebird returning Then I’ll be your evergreen."
Thursday, April 23, 2015
I don't seem to do anything right to you. I just want to fucking break down and curl up and cry.