A Million Miles And I'm Now Here

2.09.16

I want to just cry, these kids gosh. I mean I know freshman who are mature but man I've known them since middle school and they haven't grown up a single bit.

I want to cry and cry so hard everything stripping me apart. The little things are killing me, making me break part. I try to start the day as if it was a new day but it always ends the same. I want to cry and run away, my heart hurts I want to die in the forest. I feel cold like that same cold feeling I'm always talking about. I don't want to stay, I always think things get better  but how can things get better then everything seems like hell. When all I want to do is cry myself to sleep. No one is there, no one is helping. What is there is me wanting to die every single second of the day. Praying that everyday will be a good day. Lies I tell myself lies what is good? There is no such of good. There is bad and badder where I can't stand it anymore. I want to rip my hair out and scream. I feel like I'm going insane. I feel like I'm losing myself once more.