Why isn't my phone ringing? Isn't he supposed to call? Apologize?
There are times when things go so so wrong and I can't think of anyone I could call to cry. My pillow helps to muffle the sobs so no one at home finds out, and I wrap my blanket around me tighter and tighter while the sound of the rain begins to deafen every other.
Frustrated tears come and go and feelings of despair ebb and flow.
Tired, crumbling walls that I didn't know existed suddenly let their presence be known as my head begins to pound with pain; not the type a quick swallow of a pill can fix. Never had the feeling of loneliness crept up on me in such a bitch-like fashion. It had always met me square in the face and I had always convinced it of my happy and friend-full life.
They say bad things come in threes. I say they come in a torrential downpour which is unable to be dealt with alone. It's like one heartbreaking tedious thing after another and it never seems to stop.
You know what? I'm going to get into my comfortable snowflake pyjamas and go to fucking sleep.
Fuck you and your lack of concern. Fuck you and your screwed up idea of "being there for each other". FUCK YOU IN GENERAL.
There are times when things go so so wrong and I can't think of anyone I could call to cry. My pillow helps to muffle the sobs so no one at home finds out, and I wrap my blanket around me tighter and tighter while the sound of the rain begins to deafen every other.
Frustrated tears come and go and feelings of despair ebb and flow.
Tired, crumbling walls that I didn't know existed suddenly let their presence be known as my head begins to pound with pain; not the type a quick swallow of a pill can fix. Never had the feeling of loneliness crept up on me in such a bitch-like fashion. It had always met me square in the face and I had always convinced it of my happy and friend-full life.
They say bad things come in threes. I say they come in a torrential downpour which is unable to be dealt with alone. It's like one heartbreaking tedious thing after another and it never seems to stop.
You know what? I'm going to get into my comfortable snowflake pyjamas and go to fucking sleep.
Fuck you and your lack of concern. Fuck you and your screwed up idea of "being there for each other". FUCK YOU IN GENERAL.
Does sound like 'torrential downpour' of anger and frustration.
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Don't worry. All good.
ReplyDeleteWow. I deal with problems the same way too: I get into my pajamas and sleep. Works wonders.
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Add some icecream to the situation. Instant happiness. :)
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