19, the mess.












Thursday, April 6

I KNEW IT
why would everything be so perfect?
of course it wouldnt

so now everything's coming to me all at one time.

my heart aches.
as in it really ached.
my anxiety attack attcked me once again.
but it's aching even more now.
mentally.

who can promise that we'll remain as one?

no, no one.

you know thats sad, and i cant help but think it's just gonna split into many pieces in no time.
but being sort of an individual, i can only see things happen.

sher you well know what im trying to say.
im saddened. really. :( for the first time in many entries.

and yes, sec threes, thanks for your assurance.
i hope choir tmr would be better. :)

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