As sensitive as an exposed nerve...
My heart is raw. I have been exposed and burned. I am filled with love but it's straining out through the holes. I was alone all day today and I was going insane - waiting. Something happened to me that I would have never expected of myself. I let go of the only stability that I had, that I had created, in exchange for a dream to watch it smashed in an instant. Silly dreamer. I let go of my self-respect and exposed my heart.
I am in pain. I don't know if I am going to be able to bring myself back to the daily grind. I have found people who touch my soul. She is like a spitting image of myself in the process of catching up to me in the art of self-destruction. She is going the right way to pull herself out, I believe. He is a spiritual warrior caught in the plights of a physical universe. He has depth and passion, a superior sense of appreciation, intelligence and tenderness.
I am disgusted with myself. I never thought I would do such self-destructive things. I didn't give a shit for a while. I needed a holiday, it turned out to be a self-inflicted hell. My head is still buzzing. My heart and soul ache. I'm lost. I want to say so much more but for some reason, I feel as though this is not the right place.
The funny thing is, I really don't know them that well. I have not read their LJ, their journals, don't know of them through mutual friends, or anything. The moments were just that intense. I would love to be near them now. I miss them.
I am in pain. I don't know if I am going to be able to bring myself back to the daily grind. I have found people who touch my soul. She is like a spitting image of myself in the process of catching up to me in the art of self-destruction. She is going the right way to pull herself out, I believe. He is a spiritual warrior caught in the plights of a physical universe. He has depth and passion, a superior sense of appreciation, intelligence and tenderness.
I am disgusted with myself. I never thought I would do such self-destructive things. I didn't give a shit for a while. I needed a holiday, it turned out to be a self-inflicted hell. My head is still buzzing. My heart and soul ache. I'm lost. I want to say so much more but for some reason, I feel as though this is not the right place.
The funny thing is, I really don't know them that well. I have not read their LJ, their journals, don't know of them through mutual friends, or anything. The moments were just that intense. I would love to be near them now. I miss them.