Today, I feel a little better than I did yesterday.
Which helps in absolutely no way whatsoever.
Still feeling like crap right about now. So I feel about the same as I usually look. Har-de-freaking-har.
I wish things would get better soon, but that's a stupid thing to hope for. Since when did things ever get better for me?
If only something would happen, anything would happen just so things changed for a little bit. I've been stuck in this rut for so long and I don't know how to get out.
Just... please don't hate me. Not this time. If she does, well then, I'm done with trying again. I'll go off somewhere and live by myself if that's what God wants, because it's what He's been pushing me toward so far.
This just doesn't end, does it?
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