Happy Fucking Holidays
As I sit with bleeding fists, I ask myself, why can't I be happy? Why I am not allowed to feel happiness? I think that something will make me happy, but then it is just gone from me. I recall something that I read; "She will be there when you wake and all the day through..." Those words were always clearly in my mind. And now they just burn...
I told Jayme a few days ago that I thought I was falling in love again. And I was, maybe tht is why it hurts so bad. And once agian I give up. That seems like the only thing I can do is give up. Happy fucking holidays everybody.
I told Jayme a few days ago that I thought I was falling in love again. And I was, maybe tht is why it hurts so bad. And once agian I give up. That seems like the only thing I can do is give up. Happy fucking holidays everybody.