It's weird feeling the pain you inflicted on others,
Especially when that pain was exactly as you inflicted upon them.
My stomach still twists in knots when they pass.
I'm sick of this. I'm sick of me.
I cry when I have time, and if I'm being honest, I always have an abundance of that.
Everything shakes. I can't seem to stop.
I've watched the one I love fall for someone else. The worst part? I know it's all my fault he's no longer with me.
I fucking hate this.
YOU ARE READING
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RandomThis is really just me ranting on the internet in a space where people are less likely to bully me for my opinions. Read at your own risk, because I do get kind of personal and kind of political sometimes. Includes: -shitty life drama -me complainin...
