Just a day
There are just days when I look in the mirror and I say to myself, what the hell is the matter with you? Why do I let little things, that shouldn't bug me at all, bug the crap out of me. I mean, does it really matter what I think or feel as long as the people I love are happy? I don't think so. I've spent so much of my life unhappy, but faking
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You knwo it isnt true.
The people that love you are still here. Usually when we message you we get one word answers so perhaps we feel you are busy?
Doesnt mean we dont love you.
And dont you ever fucking DARE let me hear that bullshit talk about john again.
He was and always will be a worthless piece of shit who wanted nothing more then to bring you down.
Do not give him that power when you are having a low time in your life!
We all have hard times.
We all crawl into holes and disappear. I do especially.
I am a queen hermit.
Its not that I dont love you or care about you.
Its that sometimes i just cant handle life i think. Maybe my own coping skills.
Sometimes it hurts too much to care. Takes too much energy so I hide.
Never for one moment think i dont love you.
If you need to get away you KNOW i always have a door open and a bed ready doll.
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