Down.

No matter how many times I've told myself to be strong, no matter how many times I've told myself that I'm okay, that I can get through this, no matter how many times I've tried to go on, I still can't do anything when everything is crumbling to pieces.

I'm stuck. And there's no helping it. I'm stuck and I have to deal with all this by myself. Like always. Because it's the truth, and who am I kidding anyway?



As it always do when I'm stuck, gathering remaining strength to run away from all this mess is far much easier than having to face this all alone.



p/s Is trying hard not to tweet, because if I started to I might rambled all the way there. At least in my blog people can choose whether or not to read the rubbish I posted.

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