I am sick of this emotional entangle and dependence. My never ending tryst to break on to the other side .this never ending war is making me lame. It’s almost like having no limbs. Were is the myself I loved so much disappeared I liked it you know the meaner me , the survivor me , the solitary birding trips…made me stronger….but I don’t know why I feel week in the knees again..
I had to muck it up for myself. Idiot…
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