Some nights. I think. Its so quiet..
I'm so used to sound I'm so familiar with. Love. But tonight is one of those nights where i push it away. Hurting is both. I cry myself to sleep. So I can fake a smile tomorrow at school. Its so easy to be alone.. But it hurts so much. Why do i keep doing this to myself. It hurts...I cry a little harder. Evetytime I think. "STOP DOING THIS TO YOURSELF" the choked sobs come just a little bit harder. I've become so dependent on familiarity that I fall when I push it away. Like a child on ice use a support but pushing it to far away and falling. That's what's it like. Like.. I could reach out and touch the thing. But yet. I'd fall even harder. Loneliness at night.. It really sucks.. Being all alone..
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All The Small Things
Non-FictionAll the small things. All the shit I feel like ranting and venting about so maybe for once someone can see the world from a fucked up teens perspective.
