Just got out of the psych ward...
Three things on my mind:
Stop thinking. Just stop. I think about him and I just start shaking, breathing heavily, and crying. I'm so pathetic.
I want to go back. I miss it there. I'm not totally haunted by memories and if I am someone there will calm me down and give me meds if necessary.
Suicide. I can't ever get him out of my mind or my heart. PATHETIC. It's just memories. Memories. Memories. Memories when I first skyped him and I was so awkward that I just said "Nice knee..." Memories of Zink, I miss that little zebra.
Why can't I get over him? Or why can't I just give up? I am tired of this. So fucking tired.
That and I can only have my i-Pod for one hour a day. I can't handle that.
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