And when she breaks down and makes a sound...
Feeling: Crummy, Emotional, Moody, Sick to my stomach, Needy, Puffy-Eyed, Cried Out, Hurt, Upset, Sad, Depressed, Jealous, Nauseous, Choked, Breathless, Strangled, Heartache-y, Pathetic, Clingy, Weird, Stressed Out, Pained, Weak, Like a Wreck, Melancholy, and most of all, Lonely...
Have: A huge lump in my throat, A knot in my stomach, Too much salt running drying on my face, Shakes running down my spine, Hiccups due to too many short breaths, Heartache that feels like it's going to kill, A migraine from stressing out, A fast/rapid heartbeat, A voice in my head telling me that I'm too needy and need to get some help, badly...
Want: Michael to be here to hold me tight, A smile on my face, The desire to eat, A hope that I will be okay even though I'm dependent like I've never been before, Food to stay in my stomach, The distance to not seem like it's too far, Some Chunky Monkey from the Gas Station down the street, The tears to stop falling, This unbearable ache to disappear, My worries to vanish, Harry Potter powers so that I could fly anywhere I wanted, To not act like a freak...
Resembling: A prune, A baby, A sickly/ill person, A lunatic, A medicine bottle, An ocean, A ghost, A cat, Ice, A red balloon, Puke, A drain, etc...
Wishing I were somewhere else...With someone else...
Gosh, tonight f-ing sucks.