Been ages, I know.
I need someone to break me - to rip my heart out from my chest, fling it onto the floor and put their foot deliberately, squarely, onto all of the good feelings I've ever had and just stomp on them.
There's no other way for me to get this. My heart's never been really broken, yet I've done it enough to people that didn't deserve it at all. It makes me wonder why I even go through with "love" and things of that nature, because I really don't understand it anyhow.
Nothing seems genuine to me anymore, and everything I do reflects that.
Anyway, life's been good otherwise.
There's no other way for me to get this. My heart's never been really broken, yet I've done it enough to people that didn't deserve it at all. It makes me wonder why I even go through with "love" and things of that nature, because I really don't understand it anyhow.
Nothing seems genuine to me anymore, and everything I do reflects that.
Anyway, life's been good otherwise.