chapstick.
im so confused. i feel like things are happening one thing after another. and im not sure how to grasp things. one day is good, and the next is hell.
i used to believe strongly that things come in 3's. and now im not so sure about that.
i found someone that i can spill my heart out to. yet i still feel so bottled up and it kills me everyday. i feel like my problems are irrelevant. and i feel unimportant. and maybe its me overreacting to things. but i feel like a lot of the people i used to belive were there for me, are drastically changing into the people i dreaded to have to face everyday.
my mind is playing a fucking pong game twenty four seven. my heart is broken, yet somehow gets pieced back together every day. i feel like whats-her-face from 50 first dates. she got lucky, she woke up the next morning not having to remember all the shit life had to give. although she forgot about the guy she loved, she still got to forget about anything bad. im torn. im crushed. im happy. im loving it. im hating it. the drama. the bullshit. the fun. the times that i'll never forget. and the times i'll never want to remember.
but i hate this.
if this is how life is supposed to be, then what the fuck.
i used to believe strongly that things come in 3's. and now im not so sure about that.
i found someone that i can spill my heart out to. yet i still feel so bottled up and it kills me everyday. i feel like my problems are irrelevant. and i feel unimportant. and maybe its me overreacting to things. but i feel like a lot of the people i used to belive were there for me, are drastically changing into the people i dreaded to have to face everyday.
my mind is playing a fucking pong game twenty four seven. my heart is broken, yet somehow gets pieced back together every day. i feel like whats-her-face from 50 first dates. she got lucky, she woke up the next morning not having to remember all the shit life had to give. although she forgot about the guy she loved, she still got to forget about anything bad. im torn. im crushed. im happy. im loving it. im hating it. the drama. the bullshit. the fun. the times that i'll never forget. and the times i'll never want to remember.
but i hate this.
if this is how life is supposed to be, then what the fuck.