Saturday.
Imagine 1000 ice blades inside you, each blade refusing to melt. The realization of reality is a difficult thing. How the truth hurts. How one small change can ruin everything. Regardless of your intellect, interests & abilities; nothing really matters anymore does it?
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No one cares if you care.
No one thinks about what you think.
It seems as if everyone only lives for themselves
& not for the people. Subconsciously or not?
Regardless, it happens.
I hate how people expect you to get over things. Nothing is ever perfect, but there's always something, somewhere that always has to go wrong. It happens once, twice, maybe a 3rd, then you lose count.
They all expect you to move on & it will all be fine. I'll see you in a few months, yes. But Its not, and I won't. Because we all know it does take me a while to get over something. That is why Im under the stars tonight.