So I'm down.
D
O
W
N
Down.
And it's not romantic or interesting. It makes everyone run away from me.
It makes me run away from everyone. I eat too much and sleep too much and think about hurting myself to make the incessant meaningless rhythm less drumbeat of pain go away.
And I can't parent properly, or student properly, and how the hell can I look for a job when getting out of bed is a chore?
I'm down.
Blah.
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2 comments:
XOXOXOXOXO
Thanks baby. I love you.
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