off the record.
This smile is the thing that breaks me in half.
Everything was fine a couple days ago and I was happy and smiling,
Now smiling hurts and I can feel my body collapsing.
I feel everything drifting away and its absolutely killing me because I don’t have the strength to pull everything back in again.
I’ve become one of those girls, who hang on your every word,
One of those girls, who depend on you to pick them up and dust them off,
I’ve become one of those fucking girls who complain about not seeing you.
I’ve become one of those girls who need to hear that you love me all the time.
I don’t know what to do.
This isn’t my fault.
This isn’t your fault.
I listen
You say I don’t listen.
I don’t make things difficult.
I swear to god I don’t make things difficult.
And as if all of this isn’t enough I went to this place that has free tanning for a week, and I burned my ass.