Is it possible for my heart to hurt this much in a day? Even when I'm commanding it not to? I feel as if it is going to explode in my chest and shatter me into nothing but pink mist.
I fell asleep and had nightmares. I was lying when I said I had forgotten.
I wish I could be an ostrich.
I would be able to make myself feel safe even if it would be just a false sense of security.
I do not want to have swollen eyes when I wake in the morning. Can somebody cut off my tear ducts? I'm sure it is as easy as performing tubal ligation.
I am going to toss and turn and force my mind to succumb to my body's exhaustion. I am going to endure the torture of thinking throughout this hour.
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