Cause maybe she has a new record...and it has nothing to do with 15. And yeah, excuse my clauses.
So I made it.
I made it 5 1/2 weeks. That's one month, one week, and a couple of days.
I was waiting for the downfall, and slowly but surely, I felt it today. It's coming on. I think I tried avoiding it yesterday. And the day before that. And maybe even the week before that. But shhh. I made it this far. I know these next two weeks are gonna be hell, a hell of stress and unwanted thoughts pushed to the forefront of my thinking, clouding this feeling that lasted me so long. But what can I say. You have your highs. You have your lows. So do I.
But I'll tell you one thing: I liked it. I liked not caring. I liked not worrying (and just to tell you, that was what my days would consist of). I liked smiling. I liked being happy for absolutely no fucking reason. I liked it.
It's not like I'm saying goodbye to this or anything cause it will surely be back. I mean, how could it not?
I liked living for myself and just that.
I really, really did.
I made it 5 1/2 weeks. That's one month, one week, and a couple of days.
I was waiting for the downfall, and slowly but surely, I felt it today. It's coming on. I think I tried avoiding it yesterday. And the day before that. And maybe even the week before that. But shhh. I made it this far. I know these next two weeks are gonna be hell, a hell of stress and unwanted thoughts pushed to the forefront of my thinking, clouding this feeling that lasted me so long. But what can I say. You have your highs. You have your lows. So do I.
But I'll tell you one thing: I liked it. I liked not caring. I liked not worrying (and just to tell you, that was what my days would consist of). I liked smiling. I liked being happy for absolutely no fucking reason. I liked it.
It's not like I'm saying goodbye to this or anything cause it will surely be back. I mean, how could it not?
I liked living for myself and just that.
I really, really did.