Go ahead and tear at the heart thats already in pieces
I feel like death ran over twice. Life has been so ungodly complicated I can't figure it out anymore. I don't know who my friends are. I don't know who I am. I don't understand anyone anymore. This is fucking stupid. It's all fucking stupid. I don't like to talk about me and my problems. I just don't. And I just fucking wish that people would
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Your sister is like that, too.
It takes for fucking ever sometimes, but it gets better.
Ah, the past... I'm guilty of living in the past too... but what makes it worse is I live in OTHER'S past: not my own. I've come to terms with mine (for the most part), but the people I love and that are close to me... sometimes, I just can't think about what they've done without wanting to burst into tears! But I always keep this in mind: without our past, we wouldn;t be who we are now. I know that's corny, but that's how I cope with it all.
Well all have our demons; we're all human.
*snuggles*
I wish you strength.
And I know you probablly won't ever, but I am an ear if you need one.
Like I said, I was friends with Lindsey a LONG TIME before me and you got along; I'm used to knowing people who bottle things up and work through them alone. I think she's come to me less than 15 times since I've known her, so yeah... I think you get the point. ^^
I am gald we are friends, though.
Take care.
~<3Becca
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