Happy Fucking Holidays

[bassjunky]

As I sit with bleeding fists, I ask myself, why can't I be happy? Why I am not allowed to feel happiness? I think that something will make me happy, but then it is just gone from me. I recall something that I read; "She will be there when you wake and all the day through..." Those words were always clearly in my mind. And now they just burn

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Don't be sad

[anonymous]

Maybe whatever it is...isn't as bad as you're thinking it is. I really want you to go to Dland with us on Sunday...and you know you want to. Things will get better because that's just how it goes. I miss talking to you :( Feel better soon..okie? LOVE YA! Jes