Saturday, February 5, 2011

No Regrets, Just Love


Heyyo,

The second this tear rolled down my cheek, I realised that Ive probably cried buckets of tears this year. What am I trying to prove? How easily we say those three words and fight like we couldnt care less about one another the next? I am so tired. I keep telling myself to never give up and Ill try my fucking best not to. Ill still try. Even if it hurts, even if its killing me inside, Ill try. Even if you couldnt give a shit, even if it means losing myself.

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