everything is stressful and everyone feels destructive/destroyed. i feel spent. i know i can't keep picking up pieces to shit that's not mine. it's a bad habit from way back before i even knew what shit was. now i think some people just expect it outta me. it makes me tired.
it doesn't have to be so complicated, it's really simple. at least most of it seems that way from where i am. i cannot be left with a mess (literally or figuratively) everytime someone decides to leave my life or that it's too much for them. it's gonna break me.
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