Sometimes I don't even feel like myself anymore. I feel like a commodity that everyone wants a piece of. I can't win. If I don't tour... the record label gets mad. I don't get Want Two and I don't get new fans and I don't get to travel
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Thank you for your good wishes :)
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And no, you shouldn't damn well shut up...vent it..spew forth for all you're worth...clean yer teeth and get back on the horse. Yes...fuck, if I say any more I'll be confusing myself too...*shuts up*
*giggles*
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I think that's what we're both doing... venting. I just hope we don't hurt each other too badly in the crossfire.
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I do try to take care of myself, but I try to put us first if at all possible. It's all about balance and it's tricky.
Thank you, Matt.
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So complain if you need to, vent if you have to, cry, scream and rage until it's all out of your system. It doesn't make you any less of his rock to let off some steam. You both still love each other, you're still there for each other; it doesn't change because you need to talk about it every now and then.
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I really have no idea what I'm doing. I feel so poorly equipped for everything. I need an instruction manual, or something.
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it's not you i'm mad at, but the things i am angry at don't have a physical enough form for me toe scream at. i can't text message your success in the middle of the night and say hurtful things.
so you stuck in the crossfire. and i'm sorry.
i love you, and as scared and freaked and everything that's happening around me, the only thing that really scares me is losing you.
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