More and more, i feel partly responsible for my mother's death. And for my brother going mental. And for everything that has happened in my life this year. I feel like everything i touch turns to shit.
I know whatever I say to you won't make you feel better, because the goal is not to feel better instantaniously, but to feel better through understanding, and that will come with time. Trust me. But I know it hurts, trust me, and trust me when I say that you will be fine. But in the meantime, even if we haven't talked in a while, you know that I am always there for you. I love you.
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You know I'm here to talk if you need me
::kiss kiss shimmy::
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