Cry and make the pain come out. Release. only difference is that now the pain fills the room instead of just the being. I cry for my pain…but also for the pain of others who suffer like i do. its funny how the world alwayz seems oblivious to the way that ure feeling.
Author: unkeptsecret
Church???
what the fuck is the point of going to church? why does my mother make me….i dont want to go life is for living…not wasting….why should i go and sit down and listen to some stupid man mumble about a bunch of nothingness for an hour when i could be sleeping or doing something prodouctive
Have you ever?
This is jes something i wrote…i think it speaks for itself… …Have you ever been afraid to love…or afraid of how much you loved something…have you ever loved someone so much,for so long,and still hav no idea why? and even though all the circumstances surrounding that person are so wrong…