People can say what they want about me, yeah it doesn't feel good, but I suck it up because I'm strong.
But when the freaking love of your crappy life, hurts you.
You'll know it.
It'll sting for days like a hornet constantly jabbing into your flesh.
It'll make you feel heavy and tired.
It'll make you want to never speak again even though you will.
It'll feel like someone's repeatedly tearing your organs out.
When you lose the love of your life, you'll know it.
I love you.
YOU ARE READING
2AM Thoughts
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