Dancing Through Life

“i just wanna hate you. wanna take your heart in my hand and crush it until you know what you’ve done to me. i wanna hate you for telling me not to sing or not to cry or not to think about it too much. it’s been 7 fucking months and i still can’t say your name without a behind-the-scenes sequence of the love i gave you. you made me cold, you know? took the softest part of me and left it in the sun till it rotted and rotted. even the good memories taste bitter to me, my lost love. they taste like the times i gave you all of me but you couldn’t even come down to see me. i wish i could hate you, babe. but you still got it. you still got me.”

I’m still waiting

Remind Yourself;

“It’s crazy how much one person can fuck you up, mentally.”