fredag 25 september 2009

Eat Shit

Seriously, I have got to stop hoping now.
Things will never be the same, and now that I have realized that I don't know what to do. I want to cry my freaking eyes out, I want to break things, I want to yell at you, I want to - but I can't. Somehow I feel paralysed by all this and I think I'll just isolate myself from the world for some time now. Since I don't seem to have a say in anything anyways so.
Don't go looking for me. If I'm hiding there must be a freaking good reason.

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