I might fall asleep trying to write this (I did). But I need this. I couldn’t simply sleep off my problems away. Sometimes I think “oh it’s just my 3 am wild thoughts” but then they too keep me awake during the day, without a single yawn.
Life’s funny for me. I shut my feelings down when it was okay to fool around, to get hurt, to hurt. Now that I couldn’t anymore, my conscience is totally fucked up. The line is so grey I probably didn’t notice that I was already on the other side of the line.
I’m not happy but I don’t know if it will get better. Better to risk it all, or so I thought.
















