if only people knew the things i put up with, the things ive gone through, the fucked up things ive done. i hate it when i hear what people think of me because most of the time, its far from from the reality i know. what do they know? they always think things are ok with me. things are going well for me. some even think they know me. everyone has problems, everyone has baggage and no one has figured out what the fuck im afraid of and what im running away from. does it not strike them odd why i hate people so much? why i hate relationships? why i always appear to give excuses just to hide the fucked up things i put up with? i whine because im tired. i avoid people because im tired. im tired. im tired with everything and with everyone.
right now, my past seems to be finally catching up with me. im getting tired of running away from it. im tired. im tired. im tired.
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