When does survival get better, when does the winter get easier, why is it that all I hear in my head is the song “Time After Time”…. when does time make everything all better. I wanna know when dayummit!?!
Stop asking me if I’m okay, I’m not. The tears are real, the feeling I feel I CAN FEEL IT. I know exactly what “they” mean. The stars make me cry, the smiling moon makes me cry, the wind makes me cry, the green trees makes me cry, sunshine makes me cry. Sensitivity reigns supreme in my life right now. Is this the evolution I look forward to? All the cliches apply here….insert one where you will. Cause right now all I want to do is scream.