My demons are killing me.
"And then I found out how hard it is to really change. Even Hell can get comfy once you've settled in. I just wanted the numb inside me to leave. No matter how f****d you get, sorrow is there when you come back down. The funny thing is all I ever wanted I already had. There's glimpses of heaven in every day. In the friends I have, the music I make, the love that I feel. I just had to start again." Somehow I was on the floor. I don't know how I got there. But I was sitting on the floor, hugging my knees, crying my heart out. It hurts. It hurts so much. I can't handle this. I know I can't. I don't have any reason why. What's the point? WHAT'S THE FREAKING f*****g POINT, WHEN SHE IS WITH HIM?!!! WHEN SHE LIKES HIM!!! WHEN SHE WILL NEVER EVEN THINK OF ME IN THAT WAY. WHAT'S THE POIN
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