July 5, 2011

a bad night

It's just a bad night, that's what I tell myself, I don't know any other way to deal. I wanted to feel strong for so long, but who am I kidding, I'm still little fragile scared me, I get lonely and sad and I cry in the middle of the night when there's no one around 'cause I wouldn't know how to explain that I've lost all hope and I'm so tired of merely existing.


  1. I can fully relate.

  2. Prozac. It works. And if you're halfway decent to look at there's plenty of guys that are just as lonely that would want to hang out with you.