April 2011
5 posts
Viva la vida !!!
Last night I sat in the car on my way home completely alone in the car; by myself and I turned up the music to about as high as it could go and just sung my fucking heart out. I sung like my life depended on it and I sung with meaning. I sung a song that not everyone is expected to know and I sung it for myself. For the first time in a long time I saw myself….. genuinely . I saw the me I see...
sad....
There’s not many of them, but there’s days after something happening that you just wake up with this horrible feeling in your stomach and the urge to cry. You just wish you could go back to sleep but you’ve slept so much you can’t even blink. I hate those days. They take me back to the days when I was younger and depressed. When my life seemed like a bottomless pit, I kept...
