That cold sinking feeling in your stomach, your heart pounding, feeling like you wanna throw up…. That’s the worst feeling in the world.
Why don’t you say what you wanna say, and let the words fall out. Honestly. Why I can’t I ever be brave?
*flip* *flop* *flipflip* goes my heart.
It’s a bad idea to not talk to anyone, and not write in a journal at the same time.
Transfer the sting in my heart to the sting in my body,
I am all your’s and never my own.
Anonymous asked: It sounds like you've had a rough life. I hope your sunshine is just a cloud away.
There always will be. :) Just this particular cloud is kinda big, it’ll pass somehow.
Not feeling like what you have to say is important is a horrible feeling. You keep it all in, thinking it doesn’t matter.
If you want to stop the vicious cycle,
Start with yourself, and not your child.
Look what you left me with, Mama.
The old familiar sting of being what you can’t for the love you want the most.
I’m at the end of my rope, I can’t hold on any longer, but I still hold on, and it’s making me go crazy. Hope you like it. <3
I just yelled at my dad to turn off the porn. #flipped? #can’t unhear