but isn't it also systematic?

Sometimes, there is a thin line between life and death. Sometimes, dying is not physical at all. Sometimes, you learn these things too late...

I am having more and more flashbacks. I am feeling more and more guilty. Not to mention, more broken. I'm starting to wonder if I'll ever get back to me...

Won't you please save me from myself ( Read more... )

I was awoken by a dream at 6:30 this morning that left me unable to return to sleep - no matter how hard I tried. It was horrible and I don't ever ever ever what to have a dream like that again for the rest of my life. EVER ( Read more... )

Everyone is arguing about what step I should take in my recovery next. Everyone is deciding what I should and shouldn't do. No one has asked my opinion. I find it amusing. (And by amusing I mean really fucking shitty to the point of making me feel homicidal and/or suicidal.)

I never didn't want to be with you ( Read more... )

I don't understand why this can't all be easier. Watching you walk away is something I've always wanted - so why does it hurt so much ( Read more... )

I went to sleep last night thinking I would feel better in the morning. I woke up this morning crying so I'm thinking I was wrong on that first thought ( Read more... )

Life is amusing.
Hey, I needed less friends, right?

I'm so unbelievably sick of feeling this way. Because then I get all emo. Meh, I'm going now because otherwise I will go on a whiny mcemo pants rant and we don't want that.

♥Sarah♥

"A true friend stabs you in the front."

Sometimes, there are things that need to be said that you know are going to hurt the person you have to say them to. Those, however, are (for the most part) the hardest things to say ( Read more... )