i have never. ever. lost it like i did today.
my boyfriend of almost 8 months is gone. because I made a mistake. plenty of them. i lied to his face and i feel awful.
i want to say i love him. you can’t drop love like a weight on the ground. it sits in your soul until it drains through your fingertips on the skin of someone else. I’ll fall out of love, maybe. but right now:
Agony. pure agony. my brother, father, and mother had their share of hitting me today, but called the cops on me. My brother threw me across the hall and hitting our wooden dining room chairs.
i was hollering and crying and screaming and swearing on the top of my lungs.
I’m just a sick dog who needs to be put down.
when does it get better?