

What would you do, if you saw your life crumbling, shattering, being totally and completely, irreversibly ruined?
What if you saw it before others did?
What if you saw it before you had to confront those who did the abandoning, the violating, the fucking horrible dismantling of your life?
Well, I've tired to figure it out. To find a way everything can still be ok. But I know... deep down... it can't. I'm not 16 anymore. I'm dramatic,but not like I used to be. I know the difference between a bump and a MAJOR FUCKING LIFE CHANGE. I have NOT had the confrontation conversation yet, but my fucking GOD i'm so angry i can't see straight or go 2 hours with out crying my fucking eyes out. then it turns to rage, the likes of which i have not known since I was 16.
HOW DARE YOU?!?!? i keep asking myself.
don't be mistaken, i will soar again. she will too; she already is you fucking loosers. you just won't get to watch it, because of the idiot choices you made again and again and again.

we will rise, with scars, we will rise.

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