I don’t understand why I still hold on, when there’s nothing there.
I try to let go, but I can’t.
You were sad. You were angry.
I looked you in the eyes. I rubbed your back.
I held your hand. You held back. You squoze, almost until it hurt.
I rubbed your neck and said I wouldn’t let you go to jail.
I failed.
And today, I failed again.
I want to erase the past 2 months of my life.
I want to wake up and it all be over.
because karma’s a bitch, and I know what’s coming to you. While it may not be exactly what I want, it’s good enough.
I might be getting my car back this weekend! As long as the technician doesn’t find anymore damage under the car that will set them back, the guy that just called me said it looks like I could have her by Friday or Saturday. I am super stoked. I miss my Gracie Lou.
I’m not excited about the shit ton of money I now owe insurance for something I didn’t do.
They are all I need.
I owe them everything and more.
Whether it’s nights like last night or just nights spent sitting around not doing anything, they’re who I want to be around.
I am physically and emotionally exhausted.
I’m out of tears. I’m out of fucks to give.
All I wanted was honesty. Apparently that’s too hard to come by, these days.
I can’t wait to fall asleep and sleep this day off.
