When you get lonely, if no one's around...you know that I'll catch you when you're falling down...

So last night was fucking horrible. I felt like dying on the spot. There were tears, but they just wouldn't fall. I wrote three poems in a matter of 20-30 minutes. I'm not going to go into detail about it all but yeah....let's just say I wanted to let go.

 

I feel kind of shitty still today, but oh well.

 

</3....me.